But every so often, if I'm lucky...I wake up to a thick mist. Everything is colder, and I am energized. Once I've gotten ready, I make coffee and sit outside. I look at my surroundings...the reds and yellows and oranges of the world have all been muted, and the countless minuscule droplets of water hug the leaves, enhancing their colors. greens become deeper, and more vibrant, and in the distance, everything melts together, becoming one large silhouette, fading into the horizon. It's funny how on the days when you can't see a few feet ahead of you, you can look so much deeper into your thoughts, everything becoming clear so easily.
I have no idea why, when the mist makes all things fuzzy, the mind is so...clear. But it's a wonderful feeling, and a rare one, as of late. If only every day could be like that.