I’m still trying to discover the purpose of life. I think from an early age, I’ve just found everything around me to be really boring. I found my paternal family members a bit boring. I like them and they really cherished me, but they were just a group of really serious people. Highly academic and just valuing the family traditions to an extremely strong degree. The food was good at least. School was a bit boring. Medical school was unbearable. Grad school was moderately boring.
I’m not trying to insult anyone here, I’m just saying that I still haven’t found anything that’s given me a sense of excitement or purpose. Sure, tennis was fun but then there’s a lot of people who just take it way too seriously. I never understood the concept of mixing money with sports, but it’s sort of a big thing at this point in time. Mixing money and sports (i.e. work and play) is sort of a western thing. Then again, to truly reach that level of high skill does take a lot of financial investment and time. Tennis, as an example, is not cheap. And, let’s be honest, sports can be fun and teach important values to young people. But at the end of the day, you are just doing a little fitness…
I’m on a fledgling trajectory towards the arts partly driven by my self-assessed abilities and potential, which may or may not be accurate. What if I find architecture to be boring? I don’t really know what I would do in that case. It’s not like I have the capacity to just keep switching careers.
The Ivory Tower 
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