The bus home from Bnei Brak was crowded. The bus station was filled with people and their bags.
Today my friend checked in to Gaza for his reserve duty.
My cousin’s near Haifa getting her latest chemo treatment and fled to a shelter when they heard rockets around them.
I saw a bag that belonged to nobody on the back of the bus so I kicked it and stepped on it. I know I shouldn’t have done that. A guy brought it up to the driver.
My parents are falling asleep and waking up to the international news.
There’s still no other place I’d rather be right now.