Cat~ma for Andy.
Anne, right now, I feel very much like you, only I have the end of the semester coming tomorrow (for a hail of tests, and still). I'm sorry, and I hope you can get yourself some time off ASAP.
ION. This morning I found that the father of a friend of Nilly and me passed away. I'm going to the Shiva'h on Friday. This made my morning very weird; I left most of my books at home, drifting in my thoughts in university, thinking how foolish most of my ranting and worries are.
Also, I just read Saul Williams thought about visiting Israel few weeks ago. It's amazing, reading about your life from POVs like this. A part of me wants to say "yes, every place is complicated in a way, if you look in it hard enough". It's also a little bit like the "all the happy families are alike, all of the miserable families are not alike" (apologies for misquoting). But I'm there everyday, and today, as I walked from the burger bar (for their awesome portobello mushroom hamburger, I'm still a vegetarian) to my volunteering office and crossed the heart of the city, after taking the bus from university there while reading a kick ass paper about modernism and historiography, I didn't think about it. For a second. I live through this almost every day, yet, I rarely stop to think about it (well, I did think about some aspects and made decisions and living my life accordingly). Yet, still - I don't think I could ever be as aware to all of the little, tiny nuances that a stranger's POV can bring to mind.
Edit: oh, beth. Fuck.