Through The Fog That Summer

[abillings]

For a month I would look up, every morning and every night before I went to bed, and try to see the sky. But it became futile. After a while I simply accepted the fact that I had been placed in the center of foggy, sea-weary Brigadoon. I was to spend the month of July wrapped carefully in a chilly blanket of steam that covered the CSU campus in

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[anonymous]

My god you can write! That was stunning. You are a mystic.

[anonymous]

Thank you for all your posts Alex. I sit and read them over and over. The most beautiful explanations and stories. The truth just sears straight from your words into my heart. It is a gift each time with words that reverberate in me long after I'm through reading.

With love
Suzannah