We’re Everywhere – A poem for Parsha Eikev
My God, we’re everywhere!
Hire the right people for the job, I say. / Your garbage disposal isn’t going to fix itself
I have a mixed relationship with maps.
Say what you’re going to say as if your words were arms intended to wrap around everyone you’ve ever loved.
Say what you’re going to say as if your words were arms intended to wrap around everyone you’ve ever loved.
It’s fun to get your name printed on things.
Friends are the best. No matter the distance. (And I wonder whatever happened to Jethro?)
Everything is faster than it used to be.