A stroll in the woods at dusk, mist clinging to the tree limbs, sound muffled by its intensity.
Momentary solitude promoting a deeper thought process, flitting through different moments sign posted in the mind.
Wisps of events decades before fade in and out but more recent thoughts clog the mind.
Unaware of how long the walk was taking, yet drawing comfort from the swag of the misty cloak.
The confusion and conflicts of memories dilute in the haze along with the sense of time.