The strangest thing about this city is it's weather. Right now it's 11 pm and I'm sitting here in my apartment writing in front of a window covered by fog, I almost can not see through. I was born in a city with burning sun and we just had a few raining now and then. We were almost praying for snow in winters. Not that it was fun, but also made our school closed and it was like heaven. I didn't hate anything like going to school in my childhood. That's another story. So yes, a fog like this amaze me! I can sit here and watch it all night. It reminds me of one of my favorite movies: "Shadows and Fog" by Woody Allen. How I would like to watch a movie by him right now. But it's late and K is sleep. He had a tough day. We both did. So, maybe tomorrow.
Come O Shadows and fogs
Surround me with your mysteries
Whisper the sound of night to me
and make me sleep without a dream
hah! That just came out as a surprise! One of my few poems in English! Goodnight my muse.
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