So it's been a while since I last wrote something longer than a text message. If I don't count numberless seminars I had to write during my years at uni.
I got used to doing things on my own and by myself until some time ago, when I met him. Numerous obstacles around us, distance to start with, different cultures, different languages, points of view, ... but somehow we clicked and we're working this out.. In a way that I'm learning his language now, accepting his cooking and his habits I don't really like. And learning his language because he thinks that my knowledge in English is superior to his. Which is... well, the truth... So Italian it is!
And it would be great if he could explain the rules.. But he doesn't seem to understand them enough to explain them. Nervous I would be, if it wasn't for la Mamma, who has the will and knowledge to help. Hope she had patience, too.
Because this time I need some help with flying.
