I'm comforted by fog, the way it envelops my home, yard, street. It feels like I'm in a mystical world, away from the pace of everyday life for a while. It slows you down. Your line of sight and focus becomes more intent.
I love the mist.
Every word a singing pebble...
I'm comforted by fog, the way it envelops my home, yard, street. It feels like I'm in a mystical world, away from the pace of everyday life for a while. It slows you down. Your line of sight and focus becomes more intent.
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