Into the fog

Into the fog may seem like an appropriate title for describing the nature of these photographs, but it is even more fitting as a way of describing my mood lately. Into the fog , like a child who finds herself between a log and a mushroom without knowing her way home. I am wearing clouds on my eyes as thick as pine groves. I try to make myself feel better by drawing hot baths, focusing only on the good that exists in my life and keeping close to the actions and objects that make me feel the happiest, like music and laughter or poetry and taste buds. It works for awhile as I glow in my attempt to keep myself fed and well, but then the fog returns like a forgotten secret,...