this is not about me, nope, not at all.
it's strange, i don't make a conscious effort to think in one
language or another. generally the people around me determine what
language i think in, hence the recent obsession with english. yet
sometimes, like what happened with these words here, i'll be
thinking in english and something in italian will just pop into my
head. being bi-lingual is awesome, grazie mamma.
for those of us who haven't yet learned italian:
and here i am,
again on the road.
i look at the horizon
and i hope to arrive
there,
where my dreams are.
when will i understand
the horizon
is my dream?
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