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Good morning, my Lovelies! So, I’m going to cut through the crap and get right to this. (Not that I don’t hope you’ve had a wonderful week because I do, I promise.) Today the entirety of Delmarva woke up to a thick blanket of fog. (The photo below is very mild compared to what I drove through most of the way to work.) Actually, there has been some amount of fog every morning this week, but today was by far the worst. It surrounded my truck with a suffocating wall and made my anxiety spike. I had the thought that trying to see through the fog and find a clear path is a decent parallel to how my life is feeling right now. Then I thought, no, that isn’t exactly correct, either. You see, right now I feel as if even with the lifting of the metaphorical fog in my life, I still wouldn’t know which path to follow. It is incredibly frustrating to me to not be able to just do what I want to do. Right now, the only thing I know is that I’m going to have to make some changes and they are going