From the time Evan left until college I never felt truly secure with friends. The years in between were filled with anger, loneliness, and an inability to feel close to anyone, until I met Simcha. Suddenly it occurred to me that I could try mixing my art with my religion.
Bonding over salads and stories, a relationship changes forever.
I exist beyond biology....I am a warrior and my cause is honesty...I choose to feel everything.
In the star-strewn field where we meet... Before the gates close... Hold me in a slow-dance ecstatic embrace.
I needed to find the meaning in all this. I found two rabbis who comforted me, one from the Talmud, and one from Ohio.
Everybody’s fighting something. Or they’re not growing.
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