The Morning Mist
Back in my hometown, everytime I wake up at around 5:00 AM in the morning to buy pandesal for breakfast, I would be greeted by an encirclement of morning fog and mist. I sometimes ponder whether the clouds descended on our town or the fog formed itself from ground level. There are times when I would ride my old man's bike and pierce through this veil of morning mist. By the time the morning sunshine greets our town good morning, I would be sweating from biking, and the fog would already be evaporated by the sun's rays. This scenery is one of those few sceneries I always long to see. Nowadays I'm stuck in my grandma's house, helping with house chores, sometimes writing journals. I want to experience the morning fog again sometime in the future. Nature's beauty is definitely a breathtaking piece of art I will always cherish and love with all my heart.