the call came in when the day, another sunday at work, slowly started leaning towards its end. it was one of those calls you neither expect not wait for to happen. it was a colleague of mine, asking for advice. very specific advice, advice on one of my dreams: working or attending colleage or at least a summer school in the US (god, astrid and o.s. know it). he asked me to review a letter of motivation he drafted. a letter of motivation that with the consent of our newspaper will most likely get him to do a 2-month-trip to the US courtesy of the austrian academy for journalism. now that astrid and me spent three weeks in the in the states and i have been mostly talking of making this one dream come true one day – it felt like life took a cruel hit-and-run on me. don’t get me wrong, it was only a second but that small second i saw somebody else make this one – my – dream come true. i will gladly help him. not only because i respect him as a person and friend but because i do believe that he truly has earned his chance to be nominated by our newspaper. did it sadden me? yes, a little. but i also believe that one day god will help me make my dream, or at least what i will regard then as my dream, come true. why? for one simple reason: dreams prevail.
i believe.