Monday, 13 December 2010
My view of the world
My view from my window today of the South Downs is obscured by Fog. I hate Fog! It limits me in every way. My mind is befuddled in part from a poor night’s sleep last night and this morning’s limitation of only seeing as far as it, the cold white creeping mist, allows. I find it eerily disturbing. I don’t like the way the fogs flatness blurs the boundaries, shortens my view. I can barely make out and see one street away. Part of me would declare today a duvet day but I can’t. I know I must get up and write. Write the chapter that is rumbling around in my head.