I really have come to love seders. As a kid I really really disliked them, but as I've gotten older I've found comfort in the fact that they never change. Whether I'm attending a seder in Chicago or Minnesota or anywhere else, there are things that will always be the same.
It may only be because I went to a seder today, but the first floor of my building smells horseradish-y.
I just accidentally took a nap.
love,
hannah
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