Foggy Mornings and Depression

𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒓. I drove through the fog this morning on my way to work, feeling dazed and off-kilter. In places it was so dense I could barely see past the hood of my car. I made out the edges of the country road and anxiously searched outContinue reading “Foggy Mornings and Depression”