Driving home from the funeral today, the sudden urge to buy, buy, buy came over me. It is a common hunger after leaving a cemetery, but on a Friday afternoon, when all the shops have shut down, the hunger increases, the desire not to be confined by any laws, any rules, even the laws of nature.
On the other hand the radio was playing Israeli Army songs from the fifties, sixties and seventies, and the simple beauty of the lyrics, the wonder and joy of life, and the warm nostalgia in songs like Nomi Shemer’s “What I Saw With My Eyes,” or “The Eucalyptus Grove” made me remember how little one needs to be fulfilled.
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