All my life I was made to believe that I have a mission and that mission kept me disciplined and driven to do what I was told to do. Now that mission recedes as my understanding of life increases, somehow, along with it I lost my will to be self-disciplined and driven.
This happened 2 years ago. Since then my journey of self discovery begun. I learnt that when passion drives me, I let reason hold the reins. The only problem is, I'm still stuck in a world I built on false pretense.
I then decided to finish architecture anyway so I could at least get hold of a degree. I don't hate architecture. I love architecture. I can talk about buildings for hours on end but I don't find designing buildings stimulating. It doesn't excite of thrill me. What can I say, I'm a fool in love. What can I do?
You know what? It's time to try out Solat Istikharah. I heard it's effective.
A long conversation with God is long overdue anyway.