109. Drowning

I was afraid to talk about it, the baffling and exhilarating moment, the something that happened, for weeks and months afterwards. It was like falling into deep, clandestine love at first sight. During downtime at work, and deep into the night at home, I typed "Judaism" into search engines and ingested thousands of words. When the explanations and commentary became too dense, I kept the moment close by going back and re-reading old stuff. All I wanted to do, for a very long time, was drown in Jewish information.