Escapism. It was hard to flee; we left our lives behind without knowing exactly when we would come back. An unthought backpack for four people with clothes for a week, and no words to explain what we lived. We first got to Athens, an unknown place, a bit like here but not quite the same. From there, we went to London, a familiar place where we met family, but there was rage in the streets and we felt a bit unsafe with two Hebrew-speaking proud Israeli kids amidst a sea of "Free Palestine." I couldn't disconnect from my home and friends, the news, the fears, the unsafe waters. We went home, to my other home the place i grew up. I was pale and shocked; I couldn’t disconnect from the pain we went through and the uncertainty. We stayed, moved around with the one growing suitcase, thinking about the laundry and the sirens at home, all life on pause. Three weeks passed; we decided to leave the city. We were finally alone in nature, no words, no people, just our little nuclear family, and I felt safe. I felt at home again, looking at the birds in the sky on the other side of the world. And then it was time to go home again, put the laundry away, water the plants, and hug our friends.
At the same time, Shlomit lived a different story, she stayed home, her safe space, she also was supposed to go to the Nova, but by a miracle of destiny she didn't , now she was home where she felt safe to protect her girls from the brutal reality, for that she put her passions in the closet like going to the beach and parting and told the girls that was just fireworks in the sky painting a more suitable reality for her little ones.
THE ESCAPE COMES WITH THE PAUSE, THE DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE BEING IN A PLACE WHERE YOU CAN BE YOU, WITH YOUR BELIEFS AND SUPERSTITIONS. ON THE MIDDLE WALL, OUR REALITIES COLLIDE INTO THIS PERFECT ESCAPE, IN A PARALLEL REALITY WHERE WE MERGE AND CAN BE OUR FULL SELVES WITH NO FEARS, ONLY THE JOY OF BEING.