I went to temple for Yom Kippur tonight. It was a very weird experience. I hate going to services alone. I don't really talk to anyone at temple so it's a lonely experience. It's still important to me through. I was sitting in services listening and praying and thinking to myself. I was thinking that I had some really profound things to write here. Of course, now I'm home I can't remember any of it now.
Tomorrow there are services from 10 - 12:30, then a musical trio until 1:30, then a conversation about what it means to be a caregiver for people who are caregivers until 2:30, then services start again at 3. I think I might go home between 12:30 and 3. Maybe I'll take a nap.
I'm thinking I'll go to The Big E to break the fast. I figure I should have something delicious and festive.
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