A Raisin in the Sun

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up 
like a raisin in the sun? 
Or fester like a sore— 
And then run? 
Does it stink like rotten meat? 
Or crust and sugar over— 
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags 
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

When thinking of dreams…how many of us go after them? I mean REALLLLY go after them? Not sure if you remember my post on fear, but I talked about FEAR as ‘false evidence appearing real’. I was absolutely terrified of the unknown. Well, this year I did something. I moved to Paris, France. Talk about unknown!! Do I know anybody here, do I know where/how to find an apartment? Or more importantly, DO I SPEAK FRENCH?? LOL! But you know what, the opportunity presented itself to come to Paris to follow my wine dreams. So, here I am, sitting at my computer, living in the 15th arrondisement in Paris as an Adjunct Professor teaching courses in European Wines and Luxury Wine and Spirits.

Will the job go well? Will the students respect me? Do I know enough? Am I good enough? What happens at the end of the semester? Will I learn French? Is it safe? What, Will, How…. Those questions will always be there. This opportunity wouldn’t. I took it and I’m loving my life right now! The ups (up the stairs) the downs (I’m illiterate here) I take in stride. Just when I get tired of walking thru the underground tunnels of the train station or dealing with the crappiest wifi you could imagine that doesn’t reach thru the entire apartment…..I walk past a boulangerie and get a fresh baguette or pan au chocolat and a smile comes to my face. My dream won’t dry up like a raisin in the sun, I’m living it!!