"I know others who have also wanted to give up, but I want you to know they made it out"
I was walking out of a café when someone stopped me right at the door.
“I was listening to your shiur and I don’t agree with something you said,” the guy said, standing way too close to me. He poked me in the arm. “Your pshat on that Maharal makes no sense.”
I was fantasizing about what I could reply when my phone rang. I glanced at the screen — blocked number.
I don’t usually pick up blocked calls, but this situation definitely called for an exception. “Sorry,” I told the guy who was not only standing too close and poking me but also mistaking me for my brother Ari, “I really need to take this call.” I really did.
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