I didn't so much have a bad day today as a day that feels quite overcast. The sky is quite overcast, which is perhaps why I feel this way. But I think primarily it's a matter of realising my own ideas about living in Paris probably won't match with the reality.
I was offered one job today and told that the company I interviewed with yesterday weren't interested in hiring me, which promptly had me questioning whether I was skilled enough to actually take the job I was offered, since they're similar positions. My main ideas about childcare in Paris are derived from the film 'Flight of the Red Balloon' and as I remember it the sky is often overcast in that film too. All the journalism positions I've seen advertised don't pay at all (which is usual when you're young but still depressing) and Paris is a really expensive city.
Anyway, I walked past a building today that I felt generally matched my mood: grey, interesting, unusual, but ultimately not much fun.