I am learning a lot, and it is weird to do something that I am not very good at. I struggle with making models because I am not very precise, and I have difficulty cutting straight lines. This is why my 2nd grade teacher thought I was retarded.
I'm not sure that architecture is the real path that I want to take, but I am getting closer to where I want to be. I know that I want to be on the design spectrum on some level, somewhere between engineer and artist, but I'm finding that architecture is a little too far on the artist side. I'm now looking into other things like human-centered design/engineering, which I think would be a great fit for me. I will still give architecture a chance. It has been good to explore and be humbled.
On the injury front, not much progress has been made. Still no formal diagnosis. I am feeling better at rest, but things start to hurt again when I start moving.
I find myself constantly pushing in every aspect of my life. Pushing to figure out what I want. Pushing to get back on my bike. In the mean time, it feels like life is changing and moving on without me. If I were a psychic, I would sense a coup d'etat in the near future. I am anxious to see what happens, a little scared, but mostly excited because change would be fantastic.
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