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Fog... Today was a pretty uneventful day...same old shit through classes and breaks, although Imaginus DID make a showing at UTSC for the last two days and I guess that was interesting enough. For those who don't know, Imaginus is like...a big poster show that travels from university to university. They tend to have a whole range of shit, though I've noticed that the focus seems to be on movies and the like. I was thinking about getting a HUGE Scarface poster with Pacino in the front with a gun but then, something else caught my eye. It was what they termed a 'foil painting' but I just call it a shiny picture ^.^. In the painting, you can see a tiger lying casually in the snow between the breaks of some tree branches laden with snow. Seriously though, it's a really great image. I'm gonna get it framed and hang it up in my room somewhere...but yeah, other than that, and my fucked up toe, things have been disgustingly normal. But anyways...things changed somewhat on my way home. For one thing, it was foggy. And while you may start to think that it was just a normal occurance, don't. I've never seen it this foggy. I had a hard time making out other people waiting at the SAME busstop let alone any cars on the streets or buildings. It was...an interesting experience. The lights on the buildings and the cars that passed as I waited, they had a strange...soft quality to them that was remarkable. It was as if the light itself took on a sort of...soft texture in upon the very air it passed through. The light, flowing out from it's source looked sort of like slightly furred silk. It was all rather...dream-like. I stared out the window at that strange world as the bus sped along it's way. Lights from the oncoming cars wouldn't pierce my sight but more like...flood the area around and in front of them as they came. The bus station was nothing but a string of lights as we approached, lit brightly from the lights inside but at the same time, any other part of the building couldn't be made out. Just those lights... Waiting for the train to come was sort of...odd. as far as I could see, the tracks just disappeared into mist and fog shortly after leaving the ambient light of the station. It looked as if the world existed only in that place. Everything else was lost in a fog of nothingness. When the train finally came, for the longest time, only it's lights could be seen. When it finally entered the lit area, it was almost as if it had come trailing the nothingness as the fog sworlied in alongside the train in it's wake. The lights seen from the racing train were hard, glittering points surrounded by soft pools of light in the misty air. Nothing else could be seen...not buildings, or the poles that supported the lights...just the lights themselves. Waiting at the station for my bus to come by as also pretty interesting. Right across in my sight was a chainlink fence, beyond which was the parking lot. Normally, it seems...well, normal for lack of a better word. Now, in the mist and dim ambient lights of the bus platform, they were changed. They became silhouettes of their former selves, without the light or clarity of the night to back them, they looked more like relics of a lost age than they did cars. People walking to their cars at that time were nothing but blurred shadowy silhouettes, moving in the thick mist. I could even SEE the mist as I waited as it was borne into the vicinity of the platforms bright lights by the errant winds. It was very...interesting. Almost like being in a waking dream... |