I dream about a dimension beyond this one: a realm that includes none of the limitations I despise. This is what Moshiach—a true messianic age—would mean to me.
Tag: choice
I Take That Back
It starts like this, the intercom buzzes. Nick, the reluctant pet cat, is faking obliviousness, turning around, padding over to the kitchen for a snack. His tail, way up in the air, offers me a clear view of his hypoallergenic pink behind—shorthand for open scorn. “Guess I’m getting it then,” I say, pushing back with my own attitude.