i have been very, very bad at writing what's actually going on

sorry.

here's a story for you. when my brother was here he bought me a pair of earrings. i liked them very much and wore them all the time. then this summer, one of them went missing. i was very sad. but i realized i could buy a new pair when i came to jerusalem! so i searched. and searched. and searched. and somehow, he had managed to find the only pair of earrings in jerusalem that is not duplicated in every other shop. i was discouraged. and then last week, on one of my last days in the city... i found a shop that had the right beads and the right coins, and so i got a handmade new pair of the same earrings!

here's another story. one day, while walking in west jerusalem, we passed a (very) pregnant woman wearing a (very) tight (sheer) white shirt, and (sheer) white leggings.