Hiba,

I don't really know where or how to start this, but after wishing you a happy birthday, I thought I might as well go a little further and explain a few things.

You've been running through my mind a lot lately, and what makes it harder is that I've been dreaming about you quite a lot too. Literally, ever since I came back to Morocco.

And it's not just about dreaming about you and forgetting about it when I wake up. No. I actually wake up missing you. Sometimes, I even find myself thinking about the dream throughout the day.

And I'm not saying this to manipulate you or make you feel bad about anything. I'm genuinely telling you because it's been happening a lot, and I don't really see a reason to pretend otherwise.

I mean, we've been friends for five years. That's literally a quarter of our lives. That's not a short time, and it's not like we're talking about someone I met a few months ago.

Five years is a lot of memories, conversations, experiences, and different phases of life. It's not easy. So yeah, I don't think it's that easy to just stop thinking about someone you've known for that long.

And what's even crazier is that yesterday was the 31st, and when I woke up today, November 1st, I'd dreamed about you again.

We randomly met in Casa, right next to the Hassan II Mosque. We hugged, you said sorry, and then we stood facing the sea and started talking about life as if we hadn't been apart at all.

I know it sounds weird? I don't know, but the whole thing felt like a scene from a romantic movie.

Anyway, I just wanted to explain that because there's clearly more going on in my head than what I expressed in a simple happy birthday message.

LET'S TIME-TRAVEL