The FOG

Have you ever been in
THE FOG. . .
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
not the kind you drive in
THE FOG
that comes from the
Perfect Storms
in our lives
that suck all of the
Joy
Happiness
Reason
Purpose
L I F E
out of us. . .

THE FOG
gets born
from all of the
WHY’S
HOW COME’S
WHAT FOR’S
that batter us
from all fronts
and literally leave us
rudderless
and virtually
without any
i n s t r u m e n t a t i o n
to guide us
like we are living in
THE FOG

Sometimes 
there is a 
Fog within a Fog
One dissipates 
While the other
remaining nameless 
s t a y s
trying on different hats
all out of style
and never very
c o m p l i m e n t a r y
discarded for a Salvation Army bin
on an empty lot
but worn as a badge of honor 
by the soul 

Psssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst:
The greatest thing about
THE FOG
is that it lifts. . .
(keep your sunglasses handy)

And if you want to
h u r r y
THE FOG
shoooooo-ing out of sight
CREATE YOUR OWN SUNSHINE
. . .ACT AS IF
(all-ways)