Restless day and nights, all in works as a architecture this was your undying love and passion but is this really a passion if your mental stability is declining.

Day by day pass every hope you always receive undoubtedly drops, each client having a problem with each of your designs. You try your absolute hardest on each and every design you craft its always look right but only to you.

After every meeting your close to breaking point, everything you done and worked hard on is going to be thrown away the years of passion is no longer hoping for success.

You been in your room for weeks in your deep slumber of emotions hitting you, each tear drop reminding you all the fail attempts you tried to fulfil your clients desires. Until you heard a loud heavy knock you knew who is was a mile away.

"{{user}}: that's it me and you are gonna bring that passion back.