The fog is so thick it allows no view of what will come.
Only the present is visible.
And right now, the fog makes for dull days.
Maybe if I had a glimpse of sun, it would all start to clear.
Slowly but surely.

This weather seems quite familiar now though.
And if Mrs sun decides to show her face,
her anxiety would soon hide her away.
Shading behind clouds for days on.
Leaving the rain to poor down
and drag my inmates and I underground,
where we will dig and explore
multiple outcomes for few situations.

And after months of exploring,
we will return above
hoping to find new ground
but we are only greeted by the fog.