It's no fun living in the fog. You do your best to find your way but everything seems out of focus. There have been many times in my life when the fog was so dense that I felt frozen. It's in those darkest days when something really special happens. The fog lifts. The stars become visible again. Those elusive goals become clear and distinct.
I'm experiencing one of those precious moments right now in my writing projects. There are two big ones that have been simmering for far too long. I'm realizing they can't be forced. They must come to me naturally. All I can say is I'm happy to see what needs to be done. Have a great day.
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