of hope and hanging dreams

i was talking to a friend about dreams. This has always been a topic of interest, probably because it leaves a trail of bittersweet thought in the air. It never gets concluded but it always brings new light.

s: literature! 'yan yung course niya. Pinakita niya sa 'kin mga homeworks niya, at 'yung notebook niya puro poems! Nakasulat na nga siya ng play, eh.
k: wow... grabe buti pa sila. 'yung cousin ko naman, balak mag-aral ng fine arts. Sobrang artistic niya. These people are living our dream!
s: eventually, magagawa rin natin 'yan. let's just make sure we live long enough to reach "eventually".

It wasn't conclusive enough to define the path for our desires that are still left hanging, but then, it has given me a trace of hope. To tread along a trail of hope may not be as secured as walking on a definite path, but at least it gives me a glimpse of what i want to see beyond the vertex of my path.