The Comfort Zone
This just in. My first New York ID card... la carta d'identita', arrived today. I could have had it years ago but never applied for it until recently.
It feels nice, it adds to the delusion of potentially permanent status, so lately, because of the shaken foundations and a lot of spare time on my hands I rushed into the process.
it doesn't really mean anything, except that I don't have to carry around my pre-war pink italian driver's license and a vaguely cozy sense of belonging.
posted by chingang at 9:53 PM
3 Comments:
alla fine c'è un inizio, allora...non vorrà dire niente, ma insomma, non credo che a me la darebbere..o no..;-)
ops non mi sono firmato..Marco
ps dobbiamo festeggiare con io che vego a trovarti..iuppi..!!!
Beeello. Così adesso sei un Newyorkese senza essere americano... Sounds a bit odd but definitely cozy.
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