Some context will explain perhaps. Tuesday and Wednesday saw a lot of workmen in our apartment, all of whom saw the boxes with computers and stereo equipment. It is very dark in the apartment at night. A person wandering around the apartment without the lights on could easily have tripped on the boxes and fallen against the piano. Yesterday was a tough day in Israel.
Today is worse.
The path burrows under Moslem holy sites, they say. In Ramallah, Israeli and Palestinian police exchanged fire, leaving a half dozen or so dead and many more wounded. When the Arabs are disturbed, one of their tactics is to blare the call to prayer and whatever else they feel like broadcasting loud enough to keep Jerusalem awake. It was very loud last night. These last two must have been the reason for the dream I was having when I awoke.