I spent a year with Chabad Hasidim in Crown Heights, Brooklyn. I exulted, starkly disagreed, and considered glorious possibilities—often in the same moment.
Let's make this year usher in a fabulous new era of the mind, the soul, and the world.
Appearance-based prejudice is everywhere, and I am very guilty despite my ideals. It's hard to overcome, but let's try.
Life has always been brutal and unfair, and we have always survived and even thrived. That won't change now.
I lowered the criteria for success. A lot. Try it!
Food, you are sublime, terrifying, and filled with struggle. I love you, but why must you cause such guilt and fear?
I hate putting in effort; I just want to enjoy.
