My computer (and now I) arrange the dates in this way: day/month/year. New world.

Yesterday I walked from Fabrica and had a long conversation (in sign language and stilted Italian) with a woman who had been yelling at high school students on the bus that morning.

When we got to the piazza the bus was leaving and she yelled at the bus driver until he stopped, then he yelled at her as she got on the bus. I kept walking and  picked up some glass Tupperware and wooden coat hangers at a “hyper market.”

Today I went to the immigration center on got an Italian identification number, then biked to Fabrica on the too-small bike that Jenny is loaning me. I worked until 9 today, thinking about my own projects, then biked home with Alexis. Now I’m making spaghetti.