awkwardly sitting in a work center with Ronan, in the building where his newly bought apartment is, here in Polanco, with five malls and three super markets near by, and Slim's museum is at a stone's through. i'm changing degrees, and teaching myself programming still, just did a month course in js/react which didn't help, and i've got a free tutor that just might help me finish a first project, but my brain went away with the wind, and i will never recover it, so my scheme to use school loans as capital for an apartment in albania is as good a bet as any now. this world is disappointing as usual, however i'll go out fighting, what else is there to be done, rebel or lie down in the dirt.