Futile by Ian Hananto
People said that everybody needs dream, so we could have something to pursue in life. Dream was a long run, some people could get what they want but some could not.
I did enjoy the long run and took a rest sometime. At this moment I could see my friends still ran strong and passed me.
I could also see a lot of things I left behind, home and family.
A sudden thought came to my mind, “Is it the cost for dream?”. I lost my family and friends for something which I could never get closer to. Whose dream is it?
Who tells me to have it?
Why do I listen to them so much?
Is it the dream I am?
Self published 2018
14 cm x 11 cm
Matte paper 120 GSM
|Dimensions||20 × 17 × 4 cm|