Shrouded

A fog has descended on The Nether Lands.
I escaped work in lieu of a quiet eavesdropping & study morning in Ikea's restaurant.
It's been nearly 6 weeks since I was here the last time, so I suppose I can come here again.

Today is the day before tomorrow, which is a black-bad day.
Tomorrow will be the first anniversary of my father's death.
The weather plays along with my mood.
Hang in there, mom.
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