Destined to Think

I'm on this spiritual journey to figure out what I need to do, where I need to be, and how I'm going to get there.  I ask God to grace me with the spirit of patience so that when the time comes for me fulfill my destiny, I won't be alarmed, surprised, or disobedient.  I am destined to be a scientist (or at least that's what I think).  Nights upon nights, I dream of solutions to problems in my sleep.

 I create scenarios in which I have to speak to people in a formal manner.  I think about how I'm going to approach someone or get something done.  I dream about how I can solve that math problem that was just bothering me so much the night before.  I organize things in my dreams, like the real Maleshia J. would do.

Do ordinary people think of science, even while they're sleeping?  I'd say most don't, but I could be wrong.  I'm going to take that as a sign that I'm supposed to remain in the STEM fields, PhD or not.  I love this stuff, but my passion is not focused or defined at this point.  There's still more time for me to get things figured out. [Yes, I know that last sentence was very passive.  That's because God's going to handle it and guide me.]

I love people watching, photography, looking at art and designs, building structures.  Architectural engineering sounds fun.  I've determined within the last few weeks that I want to be somewhere that fuses beauty/art with design to create things are can be used and are aesthetically pleasing to the eye.  I think that's what I want to do. If I pursue a PhD, it has to be something that is engineering-related but has a touch of art/design (not completely mechanical design).

Wow! I feel a lot better.  Just jotting this down will help me keep my word and uphold my faith.  One thing I have no doubt about is that I am destined to think.