I'm not one for New Year's Eve celebrations, favoring a more solitary, introspective evening. I also have a long, unintentional tradition of going to bed just before midnight. Last night, as I drifted into unconsciousness, I heard the sharp cracks of fireworks signaling the arrival of the new year. My last thought of the previous year and first of the new year was of the civilians in Gaza, who welcomed their new year under a very different barrage.
Salaam.
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