A giant mass of fog that wasn't on any weather report has come into your life in the beginning of the week. It's so thick you can't even see your own feet. It's weird how quickly you can go from feeling at the top of your game to being completely baffled about your role in the world. But no need to have an existential crisis. Spend the middle of the week enjoying simple pleasures like a home-cooked meal, some music, the comforts of the couch. Poetry, oddly enough, may come into play on friday. And maybe this weekend too. Food, music, couch, poetry: that's saturday and sunday for you too.