don't want to be a richer man

a "crossroads" of sorts has come up. within one week i've graduated, found out that the firm i thought i was starting was gone, will be moving out of my house, and more. again everything "intersects" all at once. i wish i had a "sign" to "guide" the "way."

so here's a farewell to the mercat palace and to blackland architects. here's to moving into beehives and moving on to more secure jobs. i hear the sirens calling. a mercat is half cat/half fish.