Not in my brain, mind you.
Last night I picked up a friend at the airport late at night and what to my wandering eyes did appear? FOG!
I don't remember the last time I saw fog. I'm sure there was some last winter, but I just don't remember it.
Even now, as I sit looking out the window, the closest layer of fog has lifted, but I still see it just beyond our neighbors roof.
Normally, fog and cold and less daylight represent a shift for me in mood from happy (sun driven) to melancholic or disconcerted (dark driven). But this season, I have determined to move beyond that.
The fog is actually bringing a smile to my countenance. Hopefully that will be the story of this winter...
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