Category: general

if we knew the future, how boring would the present be? got my visa stamped right away… thank god for having to pee right after i gave in the papers and was told to come back on friday and then coming out of the bathroom and told, nevermind, we did it just now, here you…

i dunno. i guess it all makes sense. this is what i’ve been talking about.i’m not feeling very profound. i’m not feeling much of anything still…this has been a slow, drawn out thing and it still is.so… ‘have a safe flight’ and ‘good luck’…

so i’m go-go dancing for the last time (for a while) in a NYC club and this guy leans up to me and asks me where i’m from and as i begin to mouth, ‘staten island,’ i had a last minute change of heart and i smile and i tell him, ‘israel’, and he goes,…

soon your night will be my morning and life will go on.

dream i had last night: so for some god weird ass reason, i was invited to bill clinton’s house to discuss conflict management or something… so i get there and we start meeting a few times a week. ok so he would be really casual in like shorts and a tennis shirt and wed sit…

it’s just that i haven’t felt not-invincible in the last coupla years until like a few hours ago.

what if i got killed before i made it to israel? i never really thought or cared about this stuff but suddenly, i realized, i’m actually fulfilling something i chose to commit to, and if i didn’t make it, i’d have lived unrealized and that would just be so sad.

as i was walking towards the post office, for a split second i felt like i was in israel – it smelled right, it looked right, it felt right- you know what i mean? and then i walked inside, and the line was out the door, and it just made me smile cuz i felt…

the only two things a person can control are: 1. their own actions 2. their own reactions “fate” “destiny” “god” = words that take responsibility off of a person and thus make the person think s/he is not responsible for his/her own actions and reactions and life… drama: when people try to control anything else…

rachel: i have a secretliz: surerachel: before i fall asleep at night i cry to myself in my bedliz: why hun?rachel: bec i think about you leaving… what have i done here?

sitting here, map of jerusalem on my lap, searching for apartments.

i’m leaving in six weeks… i’m leaving in six weeks… i’m leaving in six weeks… i’m leaving in six weeks… i’m leaving in six weeks… i’m leaving in six weeks… i’m leaving in six weeks… i’m leaving in six weeks… i’m starting in six weeks… i’m starting in six weeks… i’m starting in six weeks……