AaAaAaCk!

I have HAD it!  I am ready to split wide open and scream my flippin' HEAD off!  This fog that has settled in over the past week is seriously driving me nuts.

I have always loved fog.  It has always been my FAVORITE weather phenomenon.  I'll never be able to fly through the clouds, so I've always found it so beautiful when the clouds come to me.  Walking and driving in the fog is just so surreal.  Not being able to tell whether I'm going up or down hill, not seeing what lies ahead or behind, has brought me comfort all of my life.  I would breathe in the mist with a quiet smile on my face, feeling hugged/protected by all that surrounds me.

That was before.  Before, when it was a morning or evening happening, not a damn CONSTANT for a week.  I am feeling smothered/compressed instead of caressed/comforted.  I am ready to kick shit.  I am ready to beat the crap out of an inanimate object (no, I don't want to punch anyone in the face).  I am ready to yell louder than I've yelled in years to release the pressure and back this fog up off me!  My jaw is so damn tense from grinding my teeth all day supressing my urge to tear something with my teeth.

The fog has got to lift.  The sun has got to show it's face.  I need some damn LIGHT so I can lighten the fuck up!!!!