Because trying to see all sides, such an instinct is particularly Jewish.
As soon as I was out in the street, I realized I didn't want to be alone after all, I realized I didn't want to be anything at all.
So many more cycles of elation of the first kiss, and devastation when it's over.
That is all I want in life: for this pain to seem purposeful.
For all of my life I have needed more.
I am crying over the elusive nature of love.