So, I’ve been in the United States for an entire year (plus, I think, a day). Haven’t even been to Mexico or Canada (though I was probably within 10 or 15 miles of Mexico in December). Last time I was able to say this, even the Mexico part (though maybe then it was 20 miles and the summer), was 11 years ago.
This morning, unmindful of the symmetry, I was, as I have lately been, tracking down money owed me for — and this is perhaps not a coincidence — 11 years.
I’ve already started to receive it.
Maybe I need to stay put. Then again, if I’d stayed put these 11 years, that money would already be spent.
Someday, I will be an American with money and then I will leave again.