Jonah, Pinocchio, & moi.

The story is always in the gaps. Don’t be Pinocchio, don’t let people control you, don’t let people pervert you, invert you. Speak up, rescue yourself. Be Jonah.

On Yom Kippur, we are taught to look at ourselves in the mirror, something I detest doing, and only commit mornings to in order to ablate the white flecks. Two of my sons are bearded, another pathway to introspection I suppose, or they have more to do in the morning than their retired dog walker sire. Everyone has their own way, and and their own time f…