6.2.13

Mr. Fog's Icy Fingers

Woke up this morning at around seven, and as usual went out to the balcony to clear my thoughts. I was greeted by a major clusterfuck; I just couldn't see anything past two feet. Then, to Mr. Fog, I  said, 'Hello' and then 'Goodbye,' and went back to bed. Yes, it was a beautiful day. 


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