Forgetting a dream

It’s interesting and a little scary to realize that I can’t remember the name of the company that I interned at during my last summer home. I got a job offer from them and I really wanted to join – too bad I was getting married in 10 days. It’s scary because I don’t remember the company’s name.

My best internship experience and I forget the company’s name. 

Have I changed as a person so much that what once was important to me is no longer important enough to remember it? Or have I squashed the dreams I once had and made my peace?

On a slightly lighter note: I’ve probably just seen new dreams for myself.

Either way, it saddens me to realize I can’t remember the name of the company that was (is?) the epitome of my idea of a perfect place to work at.

In case you’re wondering, yes I have a certificate to show, and a copy of all the work I did for them but I don’t want to look at them to remember the name. I want to remember it on my own.

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