His mind contained nothing but a mental, light, and almost luminous mist, like the fog on a beautiful winter morning, nothing but a flight of anonymous midges—
Raymond Queneau, Pierrot Mon Ami
Click on the mist category below for more instances of mist.
ladywrennanna
/ January 18, 2013In Homer, a mist passes in front of someone’s eyes when he is killed.
birds fly
/ January 18, 2013Hmm…that seems significant. Obviously I think all this mist is connected or else I would not be documenting it. The question remains how it is connected.
birds fly
/ January 18, 2013Maybe the mist is our sense of our own mortality. And it likes to creep up and remind us of itself when we are not paying much attention.
ladywrenna
/ January 20, 2013I have been living in mist for the past couple weeks due to some sort of inversion weather pattern. We get sunny afternoons?
birds fly
/ January 20, 2013It’s hardly ever misty here. Except in my head.