A Dream Deferred...(more like abandoned)

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?

~ Langston Hughes

Yesterday was a bitter-sweet day. A number of my friends and classmates from High school graduated from the Ghana Law school. 

I have mentioned on this blog (I think) that growing up, I probably went through crushes on all the professions there were. 

Law was my longest-lasting crush...

So yesterday, I congratulated my friends and then sat to re-evaluate my life, a tad wistful. 

I never gave law a chance. It held my fancy the longest out of all my professional crushes and yet I never even went out for drinks with it.

You know that cute guy/girl you fancied and never dated but will always smile wistfully whenever you see them with another? 

No matter how happy you are with your partner?

I love what I'm studying now and given the chance to do it again, I probably still wont choose law. 

I'm excited to finish school and get my hands on impacting the world with all I am learning.

But for me, law will probably always remain, that cute boy/girl you see or remember and wonder,

'What if?' even if you don't want them anymore...

Do you have a 'What if'?