“G-d needs us to believe in Him,” Rev. Vince extols us, “just like you need someone to believe in you.”
The time I showed up at the Kotel with a super bad attitude and landed a private audience with G-d’s best friend.
What happens when you stop living the life others want you to live? The ground breaks apart underneath you.
If Sare could only find the confidence her friends all seem to possess.
Every inch of the store serves him with a different memory.
Seven years later I could tell you that I’ve found the same venue for joy within observant Judaism, but I haven’t.
When wine goes in, secrets go out. We got so drunk that our desire poured out of our mouths and eyes and flooded the floor between us.
Oh emoji, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love emoji for the same reason I love dance. It gives me a way to communicate when words fail me, which they do, often.
Each day I'd get up at ten or eleven, stroll over to Twin Peaks, an old, luxurious bar with velvet cushions on the benches and drinks served in glasses that you drank with your pinky raised up.