a dream come undone
Such an invaluable opportunity, and I had to mess it up. Was it because nerves got the better of me? Was the incompatibility too apparent? A bit of both, I think. When the time came for me to prove myself, all that experience and practice I had came up as a jumbled and incoherent mess.
While I didn’t make the cut, I found my time there insightful. As I listened in on a chat between two individuals who worked in the dream job, I saw a very special sparkle in their personalities. It got me reflecting on this persistent pursuit of my dream because that special sparkle, which is so essential, is something I honestly lack. Furthermore, it’s not something that can be developed or acquired. I’m quiet, moody and diffident, qualities that won’t do in the dream job. As I thought more about this conflict between dream and personality fit, I got disheartened by its sobering effect more than I felt disappointed by the rejection.
After all these years of building my life around my dream, I feel like I've been cast back to the starting line, to be back at square one. If this dream doesn’t fit, I’m not sure what else can get me as excited as it has. Moreover, without dreams, I’ll no longer have anything to hold on to.
While I didn’t make the cut, I found my time there insightful. As I listened in on a chat between two individuals who worked in the dream job, I saw a very special sparkle in their personalities. It got me reflecting on this persistent pursuit of my dream because that special sparkle, which is so essential, is something I honestly lack. Furthermore, it’s not something that can be developed or acquired. I’m quiet, moody and diffident, qualities that won’t do in the dream job. As I thought more about this conflict between dream and personality fit, I got disheartened by its sobering effect more than I felt disappointed by the rejection.
After all these years of building my life around my dream, I feel like I've been cast back to the starting line, to be back at square one. If this dream doesn’t fit, I’m not sure what else can get me as excited as it has. Moreover, without dreams, I’ll no longer have anything to hold on to.