Sunday, November 27, 2011
Fog
Has anybody ever gone outside at night when it's foggy? What do you see? You obviously don't see too much, but if there is a light nearby, that stands out in the fog. And yet the light looks different from normal. It's not as concentrated - it's more dispersed. I guess that's how I'd describe it. It's difficult to describe, but let me tell you. It's beautiful. Fog gives our world a whole new perspective. Sometimes I feel like it hides all the normal stuff and brings out only the beauty. Don't get me wrong - I know there is more beauty than just what we see in fog, but with the fog, EVERYTHING we see is beautiful. Everything has a mysterious, whimsical, magical quality to it. It is as if it is unreal. It's almost like entering a whole new world. It's a good time to get a new, better perspective on life.
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