Your place called Clarity is just beyond the fog.
The fog is all around. Visibility is reduced. Weather warnings. There is a chill in the air. The mist rolls through the hills of the mind. All your senses are awake but they are mis-firing. You can’t see. Which way? This way? That way? Who knows? Does anyone know? You wonder how you got here. All around you feels unfamiliar. It feels like the fog has just happened. From nowhere. Enveloping you. Once again, you try your mind’s windscreen wipers. They make no difference. Is it