Love. Lots of Love, Luv.
It’s Friday morning, 1:32am. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had not quite ‘nailed’ the foggy lesson.
(Which, in effect, proves the lesson?)
Ah, I return to my favorite philosophies of Mr. Yogi Berra. Statements like ‘it isn’t over until it’s over’ are priceless gems.
In that same spirit I look to the foggy roads as just that. If I need to drive a foggy road then I better have a foggy road.