I remember when I started out, my first year at the firm, I felt like a stray dog that somehow got let into a steakhouse. …

I remember a time, it was years back now, when I piled my plate so high… took on those extra committees, three of them, just to make sure the manager saw me, saw I was a good fit for that promotion. …

I gotta present this design, this big residential tower, to the senior board next week and honestly, I just feel… flat. …

You know that feeling when you're sitting in a glass-walled office in some soul-sucking office park, eating a sad salad while the other architects talk about who they're trying to fuck? …