That flight from Newark to Tel Aviv is long, people. And I am very tired.
But I'm back now in my cozy little apartment, from which nothing has been stolen (thanks, R.W.), and tonight I will do that for which I have been longing: sleep in my own bed.
Sleep . . . perchance to dream . . . ay, there's the . . . zzzzzzzzz . . . .
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