The Fog Part 2
They see everything clearly. They make their decisions and they
act as they want
The fog and snow find us on every fork in a road. Some of us
sacrifice our dreams and some of us our lives. They get ambitious
when they see the successfiul ones, but when you close your eyes
and turn inside, your own truth comes to mind. They look at the
shackles on their feet and the handcuffs in their hands. Then they
move forward like a prisoner on the path shown by the fog.
I was born into this fog. Fog was not much at first. As I grew
older, it got stronger and began to affect me at crossroads. Back
then I could not see the path of my dreams. My eyes started to
see slow facts. I wanted to suppress the fog, but I couldn't; because I didn't know what awaited me behind the fog. I started
walking the path pointed by fog. There was no other option for
me until that day
All of a sudden the fog cleared that day. I started to see
everything clearly. Before long, the fog collapsed again on the
roads. This time it was different. It was stronger. It stuck on me
It is scraped into every particle of my soul. Now I am rapidly
moving towards a big junction. What will happen?
I don't know
if the road of my dreams will lead me somewhere better than
where the fog will take me. I don't know if I want to pursue my
dreams. If I want to resist the fog it doesn't work because now
am quintessentially the fog
