There is something mystical about morning fog and I especially like it when the sun begins to break through, the light changes, and the soft blue sky appears. It’s a little like my mind on most mornings – a bit murky when my eyes open to the new day, slowly clearing as my feet hit the floor and I move through my morning activities.
Derive happiness in oneself from a
good day’s work, from illuminating
the fog that surrounds us.