I was walking around my neighbourhood this morning. Haze was worsening. If not for the burning smell lingering in the air, it was as if I was in a foreign land where the morning mist hanged over the surroundings - a slightly poetic and melancholic feel.
In the quiet of the morning, it was especially conducive for clearing one's thoughts. Somehow, I was able to clearly analyse an issue and come to terms with my decision. It was not a pleasant one but I guessed it might be the best for all of us for the time being.
At least, I have ended up with a lighter heart and head after the walk. :-)
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