I Took The Stairs And Felt Like

We're All Going Through So Much Hard, Wonderful, Amazing . . . It's Blessings; It's Lessons; It's Hardship; It's Life. I Guess, I Don't Know What The Definition Of Life Is. I Now Know The Meaning Of My Life, Because Of My Daughters, But Mine Is One Little Tiny Speck In The Universe. It's Nice To Not Be Pretending Everything Is Perfect All The Time, Because It Isn't, But I Do Love Happiness And Joy And Optimism.

There's A Tremendous Difference Between Alone And Lonely. You Could Be Lonely In A Group Of People. I Like Being Alone. I Like Eating By Myself. I Go Home At Night And Just Watch A Movie Or Hang Out With My Dog. I Have To Exert Myself And Really Say, Oh God, I've Got To See My Friends Cos I'm Too Content Being By Myself.

I Try To Be A Good Shiksa Wife. I Go To Central Synagogue In New York.

I Did Love Horror Films From The '70s And '80s. That Was My Sweet Spot.

I Am Fundamentally Happy. Everyone Has Experiences That Makes Them Cynical, Jaded Or Unhappy - You Just Have To Fight Those Things Off. I Have Totally Emotional Days When I Cry And Get Insecure. Pms Weirded Out, Doomed And Tragic. I Mean, I'm Definitely Not Just A Lollipop, Happy In The Wind Girl. I'm Human Just Like Everyone Else, But I Think That It Would Be Tragic To Be On Your Deathbed And Think, 'i Could've I Should've.' That Gets Me Out Of Bed Everyday. I Can't Even Last Like An Hour In Bed In The Morning. I Have To Get Out There And Live.