Fog and Faith

The heavy fog on the way to work this morning has me waxing pseudo-poetic...

At times, I couldn't see very far in front of me. The fog softened the edges of the things I could see, and hid some landmarks completely .

Behind me, the fog settled around where I'd been, showing only the most distinct things.

I had faith that the road I'm on would take me where I needed to go.

I just needed to follow it.

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