B) I'm not morbidly obese. Don't ever tell me that I am.
I don't feel like I should spend my entire life defending who I am. I know that because I'm "different" it means I'll be "resident expert" on the topic. It's a reason I sort of hope to make aliyah. I don't want to have to explain myself anymore. Not only to nonJews, but to Jews as well. The rabbi and I never got to talk about these things. I read the books, I read online. My confidence is solid, but sometimes ... sometimes I lose myself when people tell me it's a "hobby" or that it's "just a phase."
FERSHTAY? -- In Yiddish, "do you understand?"
Hineni! -- In Hebrew. Moses said, "Here I am."
I made two videos today. Silent videos set to musical backdrops (including Rilo Kiley's "The Frug" and the theme to Triplets of Belleville) that includes a wacky homeless man dancing to some big band music. They can be found on my YouTube account. I also found my new haunt (which is mentioned in the video, though I just realized I neglected to include the photo in the video ... bollocks!). It's a cool joint open super late and is right on the D2, which goes all day from Dupont to Glover Park (where I reside). I only wish I had found it sooner. I realized while sitting and reading, people around me were sitting at tables covered in papers and books and I remembered what I want: Education. I want to be busy and full with work and school again. Indefinitely, preferably. I just need to get there.
(Oh, and that flower photo was taken by me, two days ago on Tunlaw Road.)