27 ביולי 2025
I felt a pang of hunger this morning. So I opened my fridge, took out some cream cheese, lettuce, scallions, and hard boiled eggs. Then I took some bread -- my favorite mixed-grain sourdough, cut a few slices on a clean plate, and then made myself a sandwich. I poured myself some juice, mixed with water, and sat down in my clean and sunny kitchen and prepared to eat my lovely sandwich.
And then I thought of my friend Yara sitting in Dir Al Balach, which the IDF began bombing last week. Yara and her family have not had a proper meal since February. They are subsisting on grains of rice. Terrified of bombs and bullets.
And I thought of the hostages. Like Matan Zangauker, who has a muscle disorder and has been sitting in cages in tunnels in Gaza for 660 (!) days. I wonder how long it has been since he has eaten, or seen daylight. All the hostages. Whose families haven't slept properly in nearly two years.