I love this song beyond words

מעליות
דוד טסה ורוני אלטר
מילים: דודו טסה
לחן: דודו טסה
אני אוהב את הלילה איתך
לא זוכר מה זה בלעדיך
אני שומר לך את הדברים הטובים
גם אם הם מעט
מספיקים רק לאחד
אני קוטף לך את כל הפרחים
וגינתי פורחת ללא הרף
אני שומר לך את כל הסודות
שתחזרי אלי בערב
ערב טוב

מעליות,מעליות עולות יורדות ומתרסקות
אבל אני, גבוה מכולם
כלום לא נוגע כלום לא נוגע
רק המבט שלך

מאירה את הבוקר איתך
פותחת בליבך עוד איזו דלת
אתה יפה אלוהים יודע כמה
מתבוננת לעת ערב
ערב טוב
אני חורזת שרשרת מילים
מפחדת לאבד אותה בדרך
אני אלך איתך לאן שתרצה
רק אל תלך רחוק מדי
רחוק מדי משתי עיניי

מעליות,מעליות עולות יורדות ומתרסקות
אבל אני, גבוה מכולם
כלום לא נוגע כלום לא נוגע
רק המבט שלך

בעיניים פקוחות
ברגליים פצועות
אני הולך איתך
כלום לא נוגע
רק המבט שלך

אני אוהב את הלילה איתך
לא זוכר מה זה בלעדיך
אני שומרת את הדברים הטובים
גם אם הם מעט
מספיקים רק לאחד

New York is a trip

I just had a day of extremes. Filled with corporate nonsense and room decorating by day and adventures of sorts at night. After purchasing sheets for my new bed at the mega mart that is Bed Bath & Beyond, I ventured midtown to meet a chabadnik and to catch some spoken word where we were quite the minority. After a drink that made my eyes sleepy, we headed downtown for the best falafel in town and later for some chulent. Well, rather a weekly gathering of eclectic personalities called chulent. A mix of Jews all in the same pot.

Tonight's lecture was about Shabtai Tzvi - a false messiah who had many marriages in his lifetime and whose prophet used the argument that as long as he is alive he can't be disputed as being the messiah. The lecturer made a comparison to the Lubavitcher Rebbe. This is supposedly the reason he left the movement.

I still have sleepy eyes. I'm still happy it's Sivan. I still need to grow up because if an unmarried 31 year old lubavitcher thinks i'm getting up there at 26...well maybe he has a point. Shabbat Shalom xx

I want to let out a primal scream

Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

There are so many juicy things to write about but I will keep them to myself for now. Miami was delicious and really was just what I needed. It was filled with fun, sun and learning. My stress and tension immediately melted under the hot sun. My skin felt better than it had since Israel. Miami really is like another Tel Aviv (Israelis are everywhere - even Nikki beach).

Summer is pretty much here and tomorrow I begin my move to the city. Who knows what the month of Gemini has in store for me, but I am beyond eager to find out. Rather I am content to patiently wait and see what will happen. Who knows who will come into my life. I doubt prince charming on a white horse, but perhaps a darker version. Or even a chariot filled with girlfriends who bear gifts of wine.

Last night was...

Freakin' awesome! K-town karaoke with the ones I love. It don't get no better than that. Especially when a Korean song came on and we all started to sing - on key, mind you - we want moshiach, we want moshiach, we want moshiach now-ow. Like we were at Christian summer camp. That kind of awesome. And let's not forget how "Miles" sang intermittently in perfect "Korean." Shout out to Muth I dropped my glasses dances and the number 32. Nights like these make you feel like you have a home.

Oh, and did I mention I'm on my way to seeing my gay husband? And I'm going to be in Miami for this auspicious time where we received the Torah?

Welcome to the month of Gemini. Life is about to get better. xx