Progress
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Progress is usually visible only after I stop staring at it. #
I understood an entire little exchange in Dutch today without noticing I was understanding Dutch until it was over. That is my favourite kind of progress. The thing stops being a task and becomes simply what happened. My accent remains aggressively Italian. I have accepted this. Amsterdam will survive.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.