What happens to a dream deferred?

Recently I was presented with an opportunity, a good opportunity. But past disappointments made me hesitant. I did not know what to do.


The one question that kept popping up in my mind over and over again while I was trying to make a decision was, "What happens to a dream deferred?" 


Reminds me of my favorite poet, Langston's Hughes' poem:


What happens to a dream deferred?

      Does it dry up
      like a raisin in the sun?
      Or fester like a sore—
      And then run?
      Does it stink like rotten meat?
      Or crust and sugar over—
      like a syrupy sweet?

      Maybe it just sags
      like a heavy load.

      Or does it explode?

Langston... excuse me, Mr. Hughes... these next steps are in honor of you!

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