The fog in my mind rolled in with Hurricane Sandy and it has yet to clear. Hurricane Sandy sent me away from my home for fear of what the storm might do; high winds especially threatened to endanger a few of our already tenuously held trees that could potentially fall and hit the house.
Back home, after the storm hit, the cold state of our eerily-abandoned house took some time to heat and bring things right again; to unpack the emergency provisions so hastily gathered in the leave-taking.
In the meantime, the Overcoming The Polarization of Politics event that had been scheduled for the evening Sandy hit had by then been cancelled; the other organizers and myself adrift in a turbulent sea of end of election campaign hoopla, election day and night and the after elections blame games and so forth, as our once-again elected president emerged victorious.
By the time all of this had passed and our event had been rescheduled with its resultant loss of momentum, coming off after the election as opposed to before it as originally planned, predictions of the end of the world were the big news, scheduled for late December. This, too, somehow also soon faded away and the tragic deaths of the many children who had so innocently lost their lives at Newtown took over the world of cyberspace and painful reality.