Fighting a cold isn't the best way to get in the spirit of the last of the days of awe, when our fate (written on Rosh Hashanah) will be sealed. Certainly not able to explain why the symbolism & centuries of pondering by great thinkers makes me want to be part of this profound day.
Going back to sleep in the hopes that I can stagger to the synagogue for Kol Nidre.
See ya on the other side...