The sirens sounded at 10 am today across the city.
It was haunting.
Cars and buses stopped, people stood.
I looked around.
I don't know these people, but I know they are my people, and we share history and (I hope) destiny.
Three buses stood still, at a green light. The driver and his one passenger, in the bus nearest to me, just standing.
Not surreal - very, very real.
This is Israel.
These are my people.