Fog follows along with each step growing a little thicker every day. It seems the world is closing in. Time slips and falls away, it no longer has any meaning minute’s hours and days blend together no end and no beginning. The light grows dimmer fading in the fog to a dim and constant twilight. The only sounds are muffled, heard as if from great distance. It is a world where all is adrift with nothing solid to hold onto. The light will come and the fog will lift in time but for today I cannot find the sun.
