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Apparently Melbourne has a particularly unique type of fog, known as the Spillane eddy.
Pondering fog and all things unique to a time and place, I wonder if I could describe the condition of my heart in a similar way. The Austin eddy.
Conditions that cause such events include a complete inability to understand the workings of my own heart.
One day the fog may lift and all will be revealed.
One can live in hope.
In the meantime I just get on with things and look with tenderness on the strange gripped sensation that is me.