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Today I Love The Furtive Fog

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Today I love the furtive fog as it swirls in sworls and drifts shiftily across yards and streets like a singular group of vigilantes on their way to a meeting to discuss foul deeds to back up misguided, self-righteous intentions. I love the way it drifts around objects, like it’s trying not to leave a trace other than the condensation that gathers from its heavy breathing as it tries to go quietly unnoticed. I love the warmth that causes fog and the dichotomy of how cold the fog actually makes me feel because of its dampness. I love how close it keeps my neighborhood, how it guards it from the sight of prying eyes, keeps it private, only revealing a little at a time as people drive through here on their way to elsewhere. I love that it is clearly daytime, and yet there is no sun for the fog is keeping it a secret from us, maybe letting the sun have a day of rest to gather strength for the upcoming days of spring and summer. I love how fog wraps up a city in its cloak of mystery and makes it look at itself more closely as there is nothing else to see until the shawl of vapor lifts again and brings back the world.

Today I love all the things I’ve gotten done recently and all the things yet to do. I love that I have challenges and they are difficult ones. I love that I have made some headway on most of them, and the most difficult ones have been a challenge thus far that I will be happy to overcome soon. I love that I have had the weekend to step back from some of them and make plans for how to proceed. I love that while I did that I continued to work over the weekend on other tasks that mostly just needed to be done.

Today I love curry for supper. I love clean laundry. I love that the cottage was the recharge that I needed. I love how nice and clean it smells outside. I love how high and how quickly the temperature is expected to climb today. I love that I am hoping to air out parts of the house in this wonderful, day long warm spell. I love the sound of rain on old snow, the sweet and quiet rush of water in the little stream beside the cottage, the whisper of quiet cars on rain soaked streets.

Today I love drinking coffee while the laundry rumbles in the next room.

Today I Love The Furtive Fog

Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or more generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about having ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

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Babcock, K. (2018). Today I Love The Furtive Fog. Psych Central. Retrieved on May 27, 2019, from


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