i dream of a border.... there is no barbed wire, no line, no rive, no hillock, no posts, no guards. and yet I know that I am standing on a border. And I know that if I take one step, I will be crossing the border. And I feel... where will I be? IS THIS HOME? OR IT IS ON THE OTHER SIDE? what is home? will i ever meet the people i love again? will i be able to meet my daughter?

I wake up ... i sweat.