I've been several times to the States when visiting my American side of the family. On July 2013, however, I tried to leave my small Italian hometown for good. Once there, however, not having any plan in mind, I found myself completely clueless, culture shocked and lost. By July of the following year I was totally burned out. Throughout that time, my cameras where one of the very few ways I could cope with that experience, trying to find some sense in a life where I've failed to reach an already hazy American Dream.