Today I had one of those exceptional trips. A journey of my own, just in the middle of a scary road.
When I looked out the window in the morning, nothing could be seen. The fog was everywhere and it gave an almost scary effect to the outdoor space, the yard, and the alley. It was a mysterious, yet scary atmosphere at the same time.
I definitely wanted to experience cycling in this interesting and unique fog. I quickly started getting dressed. I knew that the thick fog would not last.
Riding a bicycle, I went to the foggy road that cars passed by with their headlights on.
The streets, the rice fields, the trees, the beach, everything in the fog look different. The differences can be felt like a lack of colors and invisibility.
You can easily be lost in the fog. Not that horrible and dangerous type of being lost that scares people, well that is possible too, but what I mean is losing yourself away from others, the one that captures the moment of coziness and private solitude.
It is as if a bubble all around makes you invisible and the distances seem greater than they really are.
Everything is exactly where it should be … but until you get very close to it, you don't see anything with your eyes, it's amazing.
