Misty

I’m looking out my misty window on a Sunday evening… Got my eyes wisty with the picture outside… I feel like i’m going insane with these misty thoughts… I hate it but I don’t like my weekends misty… they make me sick… maybe, beyond the mist, there is a good surpise but hey, I still don’t like this feeling of uncertainty… I want it out… I want to see clearly beyond this mist… maybe after the winter’s over… and when i’m right back to where the sun rises… there won’t be any misty write-ups as well… ‘Til then…

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