Today was the day of my citizenship interview. The appointment was at the Department of Homeland Security US Citizenship and Immigration Services office in San Antonio, so I had taken the day off. I set out at 9am, and almost immediately encountered a dead armadillo on the road. I wondered if it was an omen. Turned out, maybe yes. The journey to San Antonio is about 120km each way. It’s a long, boring drive down I-35, enlivened only by the antics of Texas drivers doing stupid shit like tailgating 18 wheelers and cutting in front of buses in their pickups.
I woke up early this morning from an exam nightmare. I thought I was over those, really I did. This one was a confused mess, it wasn’t clear whether I was supposed to be graduating or sitting “A”-Levels, which is maybe why I didn’t remember that I’m way, way past having to worry about any of that.