Fluency

They say that if you have a dream in a foreign language you've become fluent. When I ordered a quarter pound of ground beef at the meat market on a class trip to Germany, I felt I was at least on my way.

However, when I started to stare at the cuffs of my sweater in an attempt to discern the knitting pattern, I knew it had gone too far. Though I hold to the idea that a few well-placed yarn overs in the knitted rows of stockinette would make for a nice design. Sigh.