The swirling mist,
the white of fog.
Alone in the fog.
Just a little bored. While my parents were at conferences I was hanging out by myself and I went outside for a little while. It's been really foggy the last few days, and I have to say I love it. Fog is great.
So, I was hanging around by myself in the extremely quiet fog, and I had some good views and I just liked the peacefulness.
Alas! If only there was more fog to be had!
Although I guess people who drive wouldn't be very happy! (I don't need to worry about that for a few more years.)
P.S. This was inspired a little bit by Stargirl, by Jerry Spinelli, which we're reading for lit. (Although I finished!) and Love, Stargirl, which I just finished reading.
They were both really good. Even though they were pretty sad, they had a nice bitter-sweetness. I really loved them, Stargirl especially!