As I was leaving this gym this evening, there was this light fog all through Midtown. Times Square looked soft and a little blurry, like it was a dream.
I should have known better than to think I could capture that with the camera on my phone.
The fog descending over the city has gotten thicker since I’ve been home; I can’t see Manhattan at all from my window. Although fog is more fun to walk through than a blizzard by leaps and bounds, I can’t help but be a little jealous of the snow the Midwest is receiving.