Can we say FOG? I could only see about 2 car-lengths on the way to work this morning. It is crazy out there. There is something oddly beautiful about fog. I hate driving in it, but I love looking at it. It can make the most common and ugly ride to work... a strange and beautiful journey. Hmm. Beautiful.
I slept like a rock last night; it was good. Woke up at 6am, and it was good. I actually felt like I had slept (which is not normal). Anyways... back to work.