Why Am I Soft in the Middle (When) the Rest of My Life is So Hard?
So here I am in Israel, at a Karaoke pub inside a hotel, drinking my Pepsi Max, standing outside the window, looking in because I can’t stand all of the cigarette smoke. And these beautiful Israeli kids are having a blast, singing all of the hit songs. I know a lot of prayers in Hebrew and a lot of traditional Hebrew songs but I don’t know any of these Israeli hits. (more…)
