Tag: fog

Same as it ever was

Today went by in a blur. But not a good blur. It was a headache-filled, cold-bones blur punctuated by sharp metaphorical body blows and annoyances. Usually when things go by in a blur, the day doesn’t sting as much. As I navigated the fog, I kept singing the […]

Seeing through the fog

Nowadays everyone knows about gaslighting. It seems to have become a national sport in which everyone participates one way or the other. What was just said, wasn’t really said. Your ears must be clogged up. What you just saw, didn’t really happen. Your eyes must be cloudy. Speaking […]