Magical fog

Something about fog has always felt magical to me.  I think it has something to do with a book I read in elementary school but I can’t quite put my finger on it.  Our area of Illinois gets fog more regularly than other areas where I have lived and I really do prefer it over a regular cloudy day.  Running through the cemetery in the fog makes it seem even more melancholy, which fits rather well with the environment.  I don’t think I would like daily fog or even  weekly fog because I much prefer to see the sun regularly.  Today, however, I rather enjoyed my three miles running in the magical fog.

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