Into the world
without regret,
the choice is made,
the task is set.
Into the world
but not forget-
-ting why I'm on the
journey.
In one month, I will be in an aeroplane flying over the Atlantic. Odds are, I will not know anyone on the plane. Will I befriend the man or woman seated beside me? What language will I use? I'll get off the plane in Milan, take a train to Ferrara, and then, well, I don't know what happens then. I suppose I'll be starting a great adventure.
In bocca al lupo... crepi!
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Uh . . . we have the same blog!
http://www.sarah-in-vermont.blogspot.com
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