Between being sick and being busy, I've not been posting regularly here this week. I hope at least one of the aforementioned conditions changes in the not-too-distant future (I'm rooting for the first one), but in the meantime, you'll have to bear with me.
So, a quick note on a positive front - I had a dream in Italian last night.
It wasn't the entire dream, mind you, but it was still pretty cool. I don't often remember my dreams, so it's possible I dream in Italian more often than I'm aware, but to my recollection this is only the 3rd or 4th dream I've had in the last six years - since I started learning the language - that had any Italian in it at all. And last night's dream was fun, too - I was sitting in some Italian piazza on the steps of an old stone fountain or something, surrounded by old Italian men and women taking a break from their passeggiata, and I struck up a conversation with one old gent who was impressed with my language skills.
Now, I realize this is unlikely to happen in real life (the bit about a genuine Italian person being impressed with my language skills, I mean), but I woke up with a bit of a smile. It's only a dream, but I'll take whatever I can get.