This morning the city was covered in a misty fog. Not brain-eating fog as that is only found in The Spooky Woods. Are mist and fog the same thing or is there a difference? I do know it was misty as I was jogging through it and felt the water on my face. The scene itself was pretty spooky. Still dark, the streetlights seemingly floating in midair barely shining through the thick gray haze. The trees casting shadows from the penetrating car headlights. If you ask me, evergreens are spookier than their leafy counterparts, in fog or in clear weather. It's the permanent and encompassing shade that they give that gives me that vibe. That and the lack of ground cover beneath them from that shade. It's just dead needles.
Well, I wasn't jogging through pine forests this morning, there aren't any in my neighborhood. Just the occasional one in the lawns that got me thinking. I was in no way scared this morning, but it did remind me a lot of Silent Hill. The mood was compromised though when General Public's Tenderness came on the iPod. Despite the graveyard lyric, there is nothing spooky about that song.
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