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If you’re reading this, you’re breathing

| Wendy Victora Rudman

I just returned from a morning walk in the fog. While I hate driving in fog, walking in it is another experience.

The world takes on a soft haze, its edges rounded off and colors dimmed. Sidewalks get shorter. It’s like peering at life through a gauzy curtain.

 

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