Following the traditions of religion helps to erase the transitoriness of the moment.  We were sitting on the balcony discussing what we put into the ‘go bag’ by the door, and listening to the shofar in the next building.  

And the shofar is so comforting – connecting this moment to eternity.

For a moment I thought the shofar was a siren, and my friend doesn’t have a shelter.  

it’s a relief to come home where i can’t hear the shofar.