I'm realizing that I am a lot like a Jenga game. Seemingly stable and put together, there are only so many pieces you can pull (or questions you can ask or topics you can touch on) before a piece is finally pulled and out comes me - loud, long-winded, verbal processing Italian me.
Funny thing is, the pulled piece that finally "does me in" is the same size as all the others. Nothing special about it. No great thing. Just the last thing. The last piece that can be pulled before "me" comes out.
*Sigh*
Consider yourself warned...
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