The air is thick with fog tonight. A strange and inviting twist on the unseasonable weather we've been having. It's been ridiculously wet and chilly lately. If I didn't know better, I would have thought I had moved to the Northwest. But alas, I am in Texas, and my dog's obnoxious squeaking ball is snapping me out of my reverie.
I really do love a foggy night though. The world feels so small, almost encapsulated. It quiets the senses and allows you to ignore the chaos circling around you. I love being right here, right now. Alone with my thoughts. Relaxed after a couple of glasses of wine. I am content.
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