All in all, I still feel a bit crazy about my decision to enter the architecture world at the age of 38. I know from my standpoint and living situation that it is in fact feasible. It would be a life dedicated to chasing a dream and a wish to not live in the mundane world of, for instance, starting a family and working an ordinary job.
Yet, I do have my reservations. What if architecture is not as glamorous as it appears to be. I suppose I could interview a few of the people I know and ask them for some pointers in getting started, but what’s the point of all that? I don’t think there is any really. It would just either be a confirmation of what I expected or deter me from a decisions that’s already sort of made.
Above all though, I feel a net positive with my decision to go into the arts. I genuinely feel that there will be a rainbow at the end of this endeavor. Am I going to be filthy rich? No, I won’t be, but I don’t think the purpose of life is to chase more money than one needs. I don’t think that being completely financially stable without no clear sense of purpose in life and work is a good state. Would you agree?
The Ivory Tower 
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