The Mist

… Thank God, Mary, Jesus n’ Joseph that nothing untoward came out of the fog today. I would have died. You know I can’t run too far already.

This morning I received an escort to the subway station from Dre (thank you baby!) – it was very foggy and I was scared but if I didn’t leave just then I wouldn’t have wanted to anymore. I didn’t ask Matt to walk me cause if anything happened he would have just screamed and ran away, leaving me to fend for myself.

It is good to know your children.


I love fog; it’s beautiful and frightening. It didn’t clear up totally either – all day, it was looming over the buildings.

The next time I will try to center my camera – I always get too much of that building.

I brought some stuff home from work because my desk was too crowded – soon they will return when I miss the clutter, but right now, I need space.

‘Cause I can’t fight this feeling anymore
I forgotten what I started fightin’ for
And if I have to crawl on the floor.
Come crashing through your door
Baby, I can’t fight this feeling anymore.
And even as I wander, I’m keeping you in sight
You’re a candle in the window
on a cold, dark winter’s night
And I’m getting closer than I ever thought I might


I Can’t Fight This Feeling – REO Speedwagon

Time to change up the colours on my website too – I will try to love whatever I pick forever – branding is bullshit! Or I might pick four favourites – then I can switch between them.

Thems me coworkers in the box but I can’t show you pic cause me didn’t ask permission.

ğŸŽ¶ My eyes adored you. Though I never laid a hand on you, my eyes adored you … So close and yet so far. ğŸŽ¶ ( Frankie Valli).

I hope you are having as much fun as I am with the crunchy autumn leaves – walking is that much more exciting! I rather crunch leaves than worms any day!

It’s almost Christmas yo!

Thu Nov 03, 2022

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