Dream - a word like a cloud. Since few years I have this dream. It was always there, hanging in the sky. Sometimes like a grey heavy cloud, sometimes like a shinning, full of promises, star and sometimes more like a fog. There were times I could almost touched it, but then my life took me on a different path. And times were I thought I will never fulfill this dream of mine.
I dreamt to live in a different country, only once in my life, maybe to immigrate in that country or maybe just to be there for a half year or a full year. Neither one nor the other thing I did. I had some plans, how to leave my home country for a few months. But then I stayed here, finished my education and worked. I’ve never regret that I didn’t go when I was so close to go. I don’t know what I would have missed when I would have gone; I only know what I would have left, what I experienced here.
But now again this dream to live in a different country for a half year is coming closer. It’s still one and a half year away, but as everyone knows one year is very fast lived and over. And then I’ll be soon packing my suitcases to move to a new country, even only for a half year. So till then I keep my head little bit in the cloud and dream of what all I can do in this country and then when my head has done its dreaming I’ll be planning and preparing what all has to be done and thought of to make my dream come true.
yours, Ailena
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