AAAHHH.....I remember the fog rolling about on the shore...being just a couple of miles off the shore of Oregon I was...The Ocean Faeries dancing in the mists...playing with the whales as they spouted water to greet the morning sun.....A mountaintop poking it's ancient weary head through the mists, tipping its hat to the yellow rays of sunlight.....my fag glowing in the morning twilight the smoke mingling with the dancing fog....