Friends can be tough

My friend Tomas is a good guy. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a really good guy. He’s from Hungary somewhere, although he’s never told me exactly where it is he hails from. He works in a sandwich shop in the West End, which seems like a bit of a dubious gig for someone who’s 29 years old. But he has big dreams. Like, outrageously big dreams. One is that he wants to run his own airline. He flew a little bit when he was doing his National Service, although my understanding is that he never quite qualified as a private pilot, and now his big dream is to buy a plane and start an airline.
In fairness, he doesn’t want to start a big airline. It doesn’t need to be British Airways, or even Ryanair. He imagines that he could be an owner-operator, flying his own plane from Newquay out to the Scilly Isles for example. Short hops, not many passengers, personal service. Maybe it’d even become a Courier Service, air freighting people’s packages and other things that need to be got urgently from A to B.
I don’t believe he’s ever quite going to make it. But I hope it does, because Tomas is a dreamer and in this increasingly depressing world it feels like what we really need are dreamers. People who will aspire towards something, and concretely work towards it. Tomas is saving as much of his money as he can. And while he may be more likely to fly a kite than a plane, it’s still a beautiful thing to dream of being airborne.
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