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I've never understood the vast appeal of sex, flirting, and the like. Because of this, the world can feel confusing and strange. Still, I hesitate to label myself "asexual": the term seems too clinical for my freewheeling spirit.
Strangers can be wildly fascinating, both in person and on social media. The opportunities they offer for connection and expanded perception are beautiful and downright mystical.
I miss the days when friends and family members truly opened up about their insecurities, failures, and deep thoughts. Yes, you're adults now, but you can still share your souls.
Embarrassing admission: I had great fun at a Mensa conference. But the group's test-driven philosophy clashes with my deep-seated sense of the human mind and soul.
Appearance-based prejudice is everywhere, and I am very guilty despite my ideals. It's hard to overcome, but let's try.
Despite their joy, Father's Day and Mother's Day exacerbate wounds. How does the motherless child feel while her classmates are making cards for Mom?
Jewish monastic communities could offer warm, exhilarating homes to many who seek a comfortable niche. Let's build them.
I don't really value external, objective success, but I want a certain brand of it oh so badly. Will exploring this desire help me find peace?
I feel like a visitor to the earth. This place is absurd but oddly thrilling. I've learned to cope and even enjoy it. I may not be home, but I'm here.
Heaven and hell do not resonate with me. I much prefer an afterlife that allows all souls to learn, grow, and reach their spiritual potential. But that doesn't require me—or you—to tolerate mean people.
