Where the Light Gets In

By DHThomas


light of morocco
transported two streets from home
warms up our winter

A hard day travelling to my parents' for a few hours to give my mum a bit of respite. The doctor came again - I called him. He will get better, but for the moment, the situation is really hard on all of us, but especially for my mum and him of course. My sister will go there next weekend. In the meantime, we hold a phone vigil - calls, texts, whatsapps...

When I came back, we headed straight to the Moroccan restaurant just five minutes from home. This gave us a bit of a relaxing time. My night, however, was not good.

Extras: more Moroccan atmosphere.

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