Tonight I fly out to Tel Aviv. Wheels leave the ground at 11PM, wheels touch the ground again at 4PM. I'll take some sort of transportation to Haifa. I'll open the door to my room. The suitcase hits the floor. I'll get settled until fatigue comes. Then my head will hit the pillow, the same pillow for the next five months. I'll be away for a while so I am ever so conscious of the time that's going by before departure. The ticks of the clock echoes around my brain
From this day, I will hold onto the time spent with my family and the distant glow of the sunset looming behind the naked creaking trees that live in my backyard.
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