That's all I could think. As the fog rolled in..and rolled out. As what - in one moment - appeared..and then just as quickly disappeared.
Infinite time. Infinite possibility. Infinite permutations and combinations of unfolding.
In the absence of a visible horizon line - this earth could be flat..it could be round..it could be anything we wish or imagine it. It could end at the tip of our nose...or extend ad-infinitum.
No boundaries. No dividing lines. No clear beginnings...or endings. A blend. A blurr. Shades of endless grey.
Wouldn't the world be a much happier place...if we'all might embrace this infinite peace and simplicity?
That's what I was thinking..before I - too - disappeared into the early morning mist and fog. A perfect beginning to a brand new and infinite day.