I’m awake wondering what will become of my life. I don’t think I’m good enough or passionate enough for architecture, but it is was I love. I don’t really have any other plans set up, no safety net, no other course of action. I don’t even know what else to do, but somehow I think I should look at getting a masters in something else. At least, that’s how I feel tonight. I just don’t have any clue what I can realistically do, and I graduate in only a few months, which means even less time before grad school decisions must be made. I do not like this feeling.