Fog on the Path

We wake up to fog.

Fog in the Woods

With poor visibility on the walk to school, we nevertheless press on. In fact, it's beautiful. We know the fog won't last long, so we enjoy it. I think about all the confusing, unclear, or unseen things on my own path. Perhaps I'm to stop and relish the particular delight of poor visibility. We don't know what's before us, and it feels so exciting. We feel the strange beauty of dark and dreary things on this walk.