I love foggy mornings

The other morning I got out for my run and the fog was amazing. It felt like you were running in a mysterious, unknown place. At one point I actually noticed that I couldn’t even see the hill that I knew was just ahead of me, and it caused me some confusion. My mind is so used to things looking a certain way, that when you can’t see something, it causes dissonance.

A few pics attached for enjoyment.