Please mourn the impending death of one of my greatest childhood dreams.
“Dear Childhood Dream,
You’re such a close friend, I can’t even remember when we first met. Perhaps at the hospital, or during a clinic visit. You were the coolest thing I’ve aspired to be.
I’ve made so many choices to keep you alive. I even suspect that I’ve grown to become a science kid because of you. Your influence has been subtle yet so significant, all these years.
I admit, though, that I got distracted and confused as the years went by. Music came along as the ‘third party’, as you may have called it. I know you felt neglected during those times I seriously considered pursuing Music. But I want you to know that you were always at the back of my mind, and I’ve always been so eager to achieve what you’d lead me on to be.
I’ve made my share of sacrifices for you as well. Knowing that I had to eventually choose between you and Music, I went with you instead. Because you are alluring, noble, interesting and above all, simply beautiful. I fell in love all over again. Music was great, but you are what I’ve always wanted.
At this point, sadly, you are hanging by such a thin thread and yet I cannot do anything to save you. I’m vexed, frustrated, depressed and disappointed in myself. I could have done so much more for you, but I just missed so many chances.
Dearest Medicine, you are my biggest dream. You have been my greatest motivation. We’d be so great together. You would make my life complete, while I’d strive to improve yours as much as I can. But the cold, cruel world is all out to separate us. I don’t know where we can go from here, and if we’ll ever meet again.
I’m sorry, I’ve probably failed to keep you alive. Please, come back. I am not ready to give you up. I hope we’ll find our way.
Lots of love,
Heart, Mind & Soul”