On sporadic occasions, I’d receive e-newsletters from my dream college about the updates in their Art History programme, the yearly registration dates, etc. And I’d feel a pang of sadness, followed by a short burst of anger coupled with regret, before I click on ‘delete’. Those dreams are fading even further away now, as I slowly morph into a slave of the corporate world. Not that I hate my job or anything but up until 5 years ago, I’d never have imagined that this would be my life - that I’d be just another textbook graduate, in a 9-5 day job & with nowhere else to go but up the corporate ladder.
But circumstances change & I guess life isn’t handed out on a silver platter to everyone. It is what it is.
I just hope my dream comes true someday.
