After about five hours of sleep, I wake up close to midnight feeling refreshed.
The books have been packaged back into their boxes since I had to pack anyways, and couldn’t just leave them here. Vanessa is cooped up in her bed sleeping and snoring gently.
Marcelo is probably doing the same in a hotel room just off campus.
I open my laptop in the semi darkness and squint at the glare of the screen. I’ve missed so many classes in such a short time, and although it feels like a useless effort —a Sisyphean task, since I’ll soon be losing the degree all together, I reply my emails and do the best I can to patch up my educational requirements.
By the time I’m done, it’s almost 2 am.
I get up from my study table and stretch. My bones c***k like that of an old woman. I need to get some fresh
