Through the mist

Six Word Story:

Clarity or obscurity in hidden details?

 

Literary Reference:

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Here in a world without a sky,

Without the ground, without the sea,

The one unchanging thing is I,

Myself remains to comfort me.

- Sarah Teasdale, White Fog

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Hunting weekend, day 3...

Last night's cold met this mornings warm air and raised thick fog in a matter of 2 hours. It made me think about clarity. Last night, the view of the stars was clear. And yet what did I really see? Though this morning's view is obscured, perhaps what I see, I see more clearly. hmmm. Too much philosophy. I need a cup of coffee.

Done