Where the Light Gets In

By DHThomas

Strength

hands lovingly held
on a quiet afternoon
having tea and cake

With J. again this afternoon of course. It was good to spend these few hours with her.

Before that, this morning, I went to vote in the primary election for the right-wing party that was open to all - you just had to pay 2€ and sign a declaration to the tune of "I believe in the republican ideal" - or one that you could understand as such. Of course I don't lean this way as you may have surmised these past few years, but I wanted to cast my vote in favour of the candidate I would be least loath to vote for in the second round next year if, as  is unfortunately possible, no left-wing candidate reached it.

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