As I waited, alone, at the bus stop for my kid today, I noticed fog everywhere. I couldn’t see my house at the end of the street. I couldn’t help but feel a little freaked out. Even our joyful snow mountain looked foreboding! As someone who loves and prefers the genre of horror (Academy Awards!?! Please! Walking Dead was on!) I realized my edginess was due to the fact that NO good things come from the fog, you know?!
Needless to say I was glad to get home and curl up on the couch with my latest zombie apocalypse book.