The fog creeps in unexpectedly and engulfs you. At first, you panic because you can’t see what’s in front of you, then the coldness begins to set in. It’s almost bone-chilling. A chill that seeps into your soul, so deep that you feel like you’ll never feel warmth again.
Frantically, you take a step forward, then another. You can hear things off in the distance, but they’re too far away to discern. The fog suddenly feels thicker, almost suffocating. Yet, you keep walking. Alone.
You stumble. You fall.
Yet, you get back up and continue.
The fog seems thinner, then you hear a noise to your side and notice that someone else is aimlessly wandering around. The chill is still there, yet you realize you were never alone. You join hands and walk through the fog together. Side-by-side as individuals sharing the same journey. The journey is still unpleasant, nonetheless, it’s bearable because you know you’re not alone.
You’re not alone.