"Fly away, little bird..."

Today, I found out that Israeli singer Arik Einstein died on November 26. His music was the soundtrack to my lie. And when I got home from school on the day of his death, I went on Youtube and listened to his music constantly (the first song I played was "Ani Ve'Ata" [You and I]), reading articles about his death, and crying like a baby. I even got in my mom's car, turned on one of his songs, bawled my eyes out, and, with tears rushing down my face, told my mom that he died. My mom hasn't even heard of him until I told her. His death has affected me as much as Glee's Cory Monteith... Learning to cope with this guy's death was harder than I thought.

You and I; we'll change the world
you and I; by then all will follow
Others have said it before me but it doesn't matter...