Today I spoke here at a kollel about how people live in the world of imagination.
A story I didn't tell: A person once went to visit a psychiatric facility and when he was on the first floor he heard a person screaming "Rochellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll! Rochelllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!!" He asked what happened and was told that this man was in love with a girl named Rochel and she split up with him and broke his heart to the point that he went crazy.
Then this visitor went up to the second floor and heard another man screaming "Rochellllllllllllll!!! Rochelllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!" The visitor asked what happened and was told that this man was married to a woman named Rochel and she drove him crazy to the point that he ended up in a mental hospital.....
We "imagine" that we know what is best for ourselves. We don't.....
