nothingness

It is that time of the year again. One of the bloggers I follow created a hanami map of Paris. I don’t think such a map is necessary for Bermuda. It is impossible to escape the vivaciousness of the season

It is also the season when I tend to think about the opposite of vivaciousness. The opposite of life. Death. Nothingness

One beautiful April morning in 2013, I took the bus from Akko to Tzfat: “Down below the Old City of Tzfat, towards the base of the mountain, lies the famous cemetery of Tzfat. People come to the cemetery from all over the world, to sit, pray, beseech, or simply be in the company of the great rabbis who are buried there”

Question: Why should I make the most of every moment?

Answer: Because I’m alive. Because I can

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