A Pipe Dream

If there’s one thing which can’t be predicted using crystal balls or with any scientific instrument, it is the future. Change is inevitable and with the fact that future has always been affixed with it makes it arduous to foretell it.

At this point of time, I have always been thinking of what I’d be in the future. To be honest, I really don’t know who I’ll be and what will my profession be. But, there’s one summer dream which couldn’t seem to leave my psyche...

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I woke up with a start and held my phone right in my ear. Someone called me and I said that I’ll be there in an hour. I went to the location they told me. It was a replica of my Alma Mater, Ilocos Sur National High School. I was surrounded by professionals: doctors, engineers, architects, teachers, and many other else.

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I don’t know who I was.

I laid my eyes around my room and met my own reflection.

The dream made me wonder and think who I’ll be. Though my title was unknown, there was this eccentric feeling I felt and I’m certain about what it denoted. In that moment, happiness, contentment, and love filled my heart up to its brim. I was happy. And it was genuine.

As I am to think of the future  this time, I already have a thing in mind. Whatever my profession would be,  and whatever acronym or whatnot that  might come before and after my name, I’d love to have an unswerving additional label. Not only in the name but in the heart as well.

I want to be “HAPPY.”