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Today has been odd.
My mind is as foggy as
the weather outside.
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Low-hanging fog clouds
the view across the bay. The
Keys there but hidden.
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Warm Wednesday in the
FoggySota. It's misty
in all directions.
This is a day for
hot soup, warm cocoa, and tea.
Warm liquids that soothe.
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