In the late half of 2011, I threw myself into thinking of what I would really love to do with my life, particularly the job that I would really love to do and make me say 'I really love my job, I'm no longer gonna have to work a day in my life!' brouhaha. The process brought back a ghost from the past - the frustration of not taking a degree in Architecture. When I was a kid, my mom used to watch me draw our own house and she told me how good I was. She noted that I was very detailed on my illustration. But our finances went rough, so I had to take a college course that would save me from starving. Right now my day job in an IT firm stays true to one of its premises. I guess the ghost came back after I lied to my coworker that I got over it and pronounced that I have nothing to lose. Nah, this is a serious matter of the heart.