Bonding over salads and stories, a relationship changes forever.
For so many years I defined myself by standing out, by being iconoclastic. How did I become a person who wants to look like everyone else?
It's not seeping into my bones like it used to and I want it back.
When we are all muddling around in the dark, what will light up the night?
It was naive to think that by being more religious I could make the painful situation go away.
Potash Feldspar woke up and looked at the time. There, glowing brighter as the day progressed, the information projected on the closed drapes read 8:01AM. 58 degrees Fahrenheit. Hanetz at 8:45AM. His tired old eyes widened slowly and he rolled over to see his wife lying next to him, still sound asleep. Mr. Feldspar got dressed and put on his watch, which synced effortlessly to the drapes and his vitals came on screen. “Modeh Ani L’fanechah” he began to recite to himself.
And why I don't go. I wouldn't go back, but I'm not going to lie: I think about the old days and there are certain things I still want that I can't have.
A stranger on a rooftop teaches Elizabeth how to keep Shabbat and keep her sanity.
