Half of November

It is half way through November, the winter lights have been switched on where I live. A bunch of Lazy bums with too much time on their hands were harassing a restaurant owner and his business because he didn't sell Halal meat. 

While this was happening I was wondering when my family health crisis would be resolved. 

I may never forget going to the hospital on my free time to wait for one of seven lifts to take me up to the 11th floor while a carry a double espresso in my hand to perk up my spirits. The long journey and not knowing what is happening and the busy flow of doctors and nurses heading to their planned job. I would hope for progress and not know what is going on. 

I many never forget.