It’s been a rough—weird—week. I don’t know about you, but I’ve felt like I haven’t been able to just be still; to sit and let myself expel the pent up pressures, to release the tears that need to flow, to enjoy the quiet of the morning, to allow myself to just be. You would think I’d remember to do it on Shabbat, but even that has become a day of “work” due to specific obligations, sacrifices, required of me for now. So much of my life right now is dictated by Time, I am trapped between ...
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Losing My Punctuality
There’s something about me none of you know, a problem I can’t seem to overcome. I’m late. To everything. Okay, well maybe not everything all the time, but it happens 90% of the time. I even bought a Cinderella t-shirt of her running away from the ball which reads, “Don’t be late” for a caption as an inside joke with myself because I usually am anyway. I know, I know. It’s nothing drastic, but as I was driving to work this morning – late, again – I found myself asking myself why this ...
