Fog.
I walk in and breathe in.
I stop and look at nature around me.
I drop to my knees and dig my hands in the grass and feel the dirt under my fingertips.
I drop the dirt and stand back up and go to the river.
The river has my reflection looking back at me in this chilly beautiful day.
I say nothing and put my hands in the water.
I look around and I sing.
I sing my heart out.
