A Time Traveler

This rainy day in Tel Aviv made me feel back to this rainy day in Washington, somewhere in Washington, a light hearted conversation with a serious face. About the world and everything we love in it, and how hard it is just to feel the way through life. And be in the feeling, and not try to explain it. Nine thousand miles and eight months — long distances, to be sure, for such a memory to come and visit me this afternoon. But there’s something about winter — no, about the rain — that eases the journey.

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