HADAG NACHASH osim hip-hop tziyoni :)
This is how I wish to remember this day, the day that started so... ugh (classhousingC+morehousingmorefclassmoreugh)

and yet...

With the sun and the antici...pation, the crackling magic of the windy dorothy in toto in kansas before the whole world changes, tornado style.

With the lucky pennies on every corner (package office open - chocolate and comics and people who love me)

With Israel fair and condoms that say, "Israel: It's safe to come"

With fooooood. Oh food.

Israeli dance and music and laughter and children

Max surprising me and the heat and the tension melting away because i can wrap my arms around him

Oh yeah. and HADAG FREAKING NACHASHHHHH

Dance, in a trance, moving, sexy dancing (a modest grind line?) pulsing, gyrating, throbbing, this is starting to sound like sex, isn't it?
Captivated by the music, the message, hands in the air, zuz zuz zuz, am yisrael chai, close my eyes, colors flashing, bass beat, sway, hands, bodies, motion...

Shirat hasti-i-i-cker.

(Korim li nachman v'ani megam, megamgem. :)

WHAT a show and then running out, exhausted (will you buy me a shirt? let's talk israeli-like) and then... THE RAIN.

POURING down cold on hot exhausted bodies, max runs. wait, i say, and catch up. we kiss. we run. we kiss. cold on hot. wet on dry. streetlights and darkness, stones on college walk, puddles, running, skipping, twirling, wet wet wet.

Wet clothes off and dry clothes on and happiness in this moment of time captured - this kiss and those stars and that taste like spring and summer and love and music and all put together into an explosion of click.

In between the sadnesses (so far behind me in this instant)...

I feel so alive.