Fog, heavy fog everywhere. Want to cut it into pieces and throw them away.
The road ahead is hidden, like my unknown future.
Can't see the ups and downs and twists at all; can't know what is going to happen tomorrow.
Go by faith, live by faith. Trust there is a way even when I can't see it. Know the sun is still shining behind the dark clouds. Believe in a better future.
I have more dreams than memories. It has to be a good thing.


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Thanks for sharing.
It is interesting how a physical fog can parallel my spiritual life. Exactly as you and Lewis and Lee have said, sometimes when I try to ask questions I get so many answers that it seems overwhelming, confusing, muddling my sight and direction. And that IS when we need faith to guide us.
Stay warm and welcome the new year.....
If I had a magic sward, I'd cut trouble into pieces.
If I had a magic glue, I'd put together pieces of happiness.
this would be great interwoven with a piece of art I have here 5 fogy nights