The Bubble that Wasn’t Supposed to Burst

Though I’ve tried mightily to maintain my regular poker writing routine, I have been unsuccessful. The plain fact is that I can’t help but be affected by the war raging between Israel, where I live, and Hamas. I ask you, dear readers, to please indulge me as I describe what it’s been like for my bubble to burst. I hope my words strike a chord with you and that you’ll achieve a better understanding of what it’s been like to live under the constant threat of terror. Above all, I hope this conflict ends soon such that life can get back to normal.