All these pictures from Morocco were taken when I was feeling some of my worst this year - running a high fever and barely able to walk. Yet the colours and the shapes that the film manifested were like from an absolutely different place. Like it picked up on another layer of me, deeply hidden at that time. Made me think of how relative our experiences are - the good, the bad, and mediocre. When you feel terrible, the world is merely continuing to unravel its beauty. If you’re lucky (or a photographer), you might get to see it later.

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