You promised your mother you would speak with me. Announcing something and then blocking me is not speaking. It is telling. This does not a relationship make. I had a sentence here guessing at what might be a response, but I'll let you tell me… more »
There is a picture of what appears to be a happier version of you on the fridge. I am wondering what it was that I am pretty sure he knew that you seem to have forgotten. I think it is that tomorrow will be a lot like today, and that will be just fine.… more »
The black of the driveway sealer is almost completely off my feet. The toe flap is pretty much healed. I started writing in my journal, but came up to something that I thought it would be nicer to share. There's a part of me that says maybe you… more »
I left with one Band-Aid® on my middle left toe, the one I tried to run over with the stove, and arrived with two: I sneezed, I guess it affected my gait, and I pulled a flap of skin on the same foot's big toe. I was glad I had pocketed the… more »
So here's the thought for this week. It could have been any one of us. You might have followed a girl to a festival, or been invited to a nearby kibbutz or Sderot for Shabbat, or just been stationed along the border. It could have been you. I am… more »