I can’t believe this.
I was thisclose to realizing one of my dreams, years ago. Then life swept me down a current and that dream got tucked into a folder, shoved in a box, moved across the country, and kept in a closet.
Today I pulled out that folder, and I was in awe.
Everything is neatly organized. All of the forms are already filled out and put into envelopes. All I had to do was enclose a check and send them.
The date was marked 2009.
It’s 2014.
I could have had my Italian citizenship jure sanguinis by now.
How did five years go by without me realizing it? How did I let my dream be stuffed in a closet?
CRUSHED.
And that’s why I need wine.
