"I think that life is beautiful."
One final time skip
1990Diana found herself expressing her pain in writings. All the things she didn't know how to communicate verbally about were said on paper in smudged ink and many of her professors took notice. She wrote stories of what it was like to lose, live, and love. Enemies, lovers, antagonists, villains, heroes. All played a part in everyone's book. Diana's book just so happened to be starting a new chapter.
Her stories reached the other side of the globe. Literally.
Diana was in her senior year of college when she learned one of her professors sent a numerous amount of her writings to many honorary writers and publishers in Italy. A day before her graduation Diana was called in by her professor, Dr. Marx. Diana was more anxious that she possibly failed the class, so she couldn't graduate. Instead the man said, "How do you feel about Italy?"
Dumbfounded by the question, Diana took a moment to realize what he said. Confused, she replied, "I'm sure it's a dream to go there, professor. But could I ask why we're talking about Italy?"
"Because you're going." Dr. Marx simply said before taking a seat in his leather chair.
"Oh I wish," Diana chuckles, "the closest I will ever get to Italy is an Italian restaurant."
"No I mean it." Dr. Marx explained everything to her. How he sent some of her writings to very well known people that he just so happened to be friends with and how much they were interested in what Diana had to say. Of course Diana was weary of more people reading her work without her knowing but she couldn't complain. This was a once in a lifetime experience. "So what do you think? Up to living in Italy for a couple of months?"
She couldn't think. She was still in awe. The news made her sick to her stomach. She wanted to. Really, really badly.
"I don't know," Diana recalls with shaky breath, "now that I'm done here I've just accumulated a few thousand dollars of student debt."
A few thousand dollars was an understatement. California was not cheap.
"Tell you what," Dr. Marx begins, "give me your decision by next Tuesday. Now don't base your decision off of my opinion but don't let this slip through your fingers. I've seen many talented artists in all shapes and forms miss out on opportunities that could've been great."
But how was she going to tell everyone?
•
"How do you feel about Italy?"
"Is that a trick question?"
"No." She replied.
"Never been there. But their garlic bread is pretty great." Billy replies without looking up from his desk full of assignments.
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