on being someone else

when my father, who is an independent construction consultant, told me there is a construction engineer intern position at one of his coolest construction sites schinkelstraße/les halles open from february, i thought for a split of a second that i could just take that spot to check out how it would be.

i kind of wanted to be an architect when i was still in school. i mean, i am totally happy with what i chose instead, but the chance that something else would have been as successful (maybe not as instantly) is still in the back of my mind sometimes.

i always could have chosen to take the other way at that last fork in the road…

edit: i love this response. we might be great friends if we knew each other in real life.