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Highland Fog - Salvador Dali in a lawn chair.
I'm invisible without 3D glasses.
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Highland Fog
It's highland weather today. My house sits at the top of a little hill with Water Valley unfolding below it. Sit on the front porch swing and you're eye level with the tops of the trees one block away.

This morning the fog was so thick that only the crown of the trees pokes through, misty green scalps in a sea of gray.

I spent some time on the porch brainstorming for writing for a client's website, and this came to mind about my late-twenties' crisis:

Life, or perhaps just maturity, is a balance between a lust for chaos and a longing for contentedness.

Perhaps I'll be famous for that quote someday. Even better, maybe I'll be able to internalize it.

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mood: the hush of morning

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frolicswllamas From: frolicswllamas Date: April 3rd, 2007 05:50 pm (UTC) (link)
Your quote is very true.

Also, that fog extended almost the entirety of my trip into town that morning. All across 7, you could barely see anything farther than 5 feet in front of you.
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