Mist, you have come again... this time I honored your bad ass. I laid myself down in the damp ground and felt it cover me. I sank into the cool wetness of this ground until I could no longer move, until I was held in the cool stillness of my surrender.

You will return some day when I least expect it again. Bring it on, my wicked friend. You teach me so very much in your visits. Take a long journey away from me, please. Be gone....until the day you must bless me with your stillness again.