It may sound silly, but I feel more like myself since I started studying French again. Maybe it’s because of that fascination I had for it as a child. It’s something that’s been with me always, and something that I worked hard on during many years of my schooling. Then I simply dropped it. Once school was over, I had no easy way to continue my studies or any strong motivation to do so. I always thought I’d return to it someday, but without an actual deadline or a reason to take it up again, I didn’t. I allowed a whole aspect of my personality to wither up and nearly die.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s natural, I suppose. Over the course of our lives we have to let some dreams die. We grow up, and we grow out of things. That’s all fine and necessary. I just wonder if perhaps I should have been more careful about which dreams I let go of. Maybe some of them were the wrong ones.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It may sound silly, but I feel more like myself since I started studying French again. Maybe it’s because of that fascination I had for it as a child. It’s something that’s been with me always, and something that I … Continue reading