I open the hallway closet and choose my weapon. I go for the broom and dustpan. I drag the broom...
I will always pick this philosophy that I have to tread lightly on or it will crack like yachatz.
I cannot lie down on it, lean left on it, like a soft pillow and find comfort in it like fresh bread.
On this night, Pesach became mine.
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Highlights from Neshamas from 3/25/19-4/12/19.
I stomped around my apartment for quite awhile recently, saying the bad “f” swear word out loud
On realizing that I wasn't just traumatized by my community. I was reliving it.
I recently found out that diamonds are…do you know how old diamonds are? They have been around for anincredibly long...