I came home tonight and fog had settled over the landscape. It was not in patches, it was everywhere. The moon looked greenish but lovely through the tinted windshield. I love fog. It was like a soft blanket over a lonely soul.
Reader beware: This blog mixes truth and fiction. Names are routinely changed. Persons may be composites. If you think the person is you and you feel offended, it is most likely fiction. Then again, if the shoe fits.....
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