Il mio cervello fa male

It hurt my brain a little to write this letter to my cousin. I haven’t formulated complete paragraphs in another language in quite some time which tells me this letter, and a trip back to Italy, are both long overdue.

Note: I tried writing this letter at the Regional Assembly of Text’s Letter Writing Club last Thursday evening but when I drove by I saw it was standing room only, so I spared myself the agony of waiting and drove over to J’s house to write it there instead. We had fun with his iPhone’s translator app, typing in such things as, “Questa non é la mia voce,” and having the app speak the translation out to us in English. We’re goofy that way.