While light and dark times were frequently drawn, foggy grey days seemed to go unnoticed. They breezed by with the gentle wind that was neither overly violent nor calm and soothing, it simply was. The steadiness of it took the day before it could even be lmentioned,sadly. A lot should be learned from those moments, but they’re too mundane, they’re too dreary and predictable for us. We don’t look further because right in front of us has worked just fine in the past. I remember knowing I wouldn’t remember that moment and rather than trying to hold on to it I let it slip. And even though I should, I don’t regret it.