It is unclear what lies ahead. I am uncertain with each step forward. I cannot see what is right before me, and I can hardly make out what I have left behind.
One foot in front of the other. Taking my time as I move forward into the unknown. Nothing I recognize yet, but everything seems familiar.
There is a break in The Fog, but only for a split second. Immediately, I am blinded just as quickly as the unknown was visible. What did I see? Why did I not see more?
Unprepared for the abrupt change before my eyes, my brain was unable to interpret what my eyes had viewed in the rapid change that occurred right in front of me.
The Fog is now denser than ever. I can no longer find my way. Lost in this white darkness I feel trapped. I need more support.
I reach out and feel around in this mysterious place as I walk forward.
One foot in front of the other. One foot in front of the other. Slowy, I am able to see past my hands. A gradual steady lifting of The Fog gives me a sense of hope.
The Fog has lifted and darkness is upon me. Only two streets lined with street lights greet me. I have reached a fork in the road. What do I do now?
I can see clearly and I still do not know what to do. I guess I will use the senses and resources I have available. Be observant. And as always, one step at a time.
One foot in front of the other. Just as I did...in The Fog.