Così qualche giorno fa preso dall’insonnia ho deciso di mandare una mail:
Hello there to anyone who will be reading this messagge. It’s late night here in Italy and I’m thinking about my upcoming trip to U.S.
During these two years of tumblr I met hundreds of people at meetups that took place in several parts of Italy. I’ve organized two of them and helped behind the scenes for double that number. I will be traveling the east coast for few weeks, I was wondering if it’s possible to visit tumblr headquarters. I’d love to bring some italian food with me If I manage to, but I’d just be grateful to shake some hands or say a loud “Grazie!” to you people. I know it’s a crazy idea but it’s late night and that’s exactly when crazy ideas pop up usually.
Oggi inaspettatamente la risposta:
I just got an email from you forwarded to me about your meetups and maybe swinging by Tumblr HQ. When are you in town? Let’s see if we can make something work.
Uno deve provare a mischiare la tela del destino come può.
(E se vi va, fate il tifo per me.)