Good morning from Milano. I’m sitting here enjoying my morning time and I’m noodling two different things. They’re entirely unrelated. One is about holding my tongue and the other is about not having an answer to a question. Oh, just as I was just saying that, I realized that it also has to do with holding my tongue.

Anyway, the first one came up because there were two incidences over the last week, both of which totally infuriated me. In both cases, I wrote nasty messages and refrained from hitting send. It’s funny, in both instances there was cause and reason for me to be upset, and I certainly had the right to express my distress and my anger over the situation. I’m sharing this not because I want to give myself a pat on the back, though I do want to give myself a pat on the back if I’m honest, it’s not what it’s about.

Read More