On my way to class this morning I found a place that makes ice coffee
that resembles ice coffee in the US. With a kick. Now, 12 hours later
it is still kicking. I feel like a bipolar who refuses to take lithium
because the high feels so good. The day was smashing and I made
connections among texts that seemed to come from no where yet were so
obvious. Now, if I could only sleep.
Tomorrow in early
early AM we are joining Women Of the Wall for Rosh Chodesh shakarit (New
Moon morning prayers). Update will follow. I am apprehensive but glad
to be going.
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