We woke up again this morning at around 5:30 to the sound of sirens. My roommate and I met in the hallway, as has been usual for this whole past week. I didn't hear the explosions; my roommate says he did. We didn't bother watching the news this time. Back to bed.
I woke up hearing more booms but I couldn't be bothered running to the hallway. I really can't be bothered anymore. I'm hearing booms all the time, and I don't know anymore which ones are real, which ones are in my head, and which ones come from the television. A few of my other friends told me they're also experiencing this paranoia and are constantly hearing sounds. Who knows anymore.
I'm starting to get depressed.
Before we could still freely leave our homes, we were looking for a new apartment. My lease will expire in the next couple of months. Yesterday my boyfriend made a few new calls but the landlords have left Haifa. They can't show us the apartments, and they don't know when they'll be back.