1) 4.19.2011, maybe 4:00 PM or so, a bridge from New York in to New Jersey
2) OBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: I know I’ve written about fog before, but wow. I could not see anything from either side of the bridge; the entire sky was grey.
3) SUBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: It felt like I was on a bridge in the abyss. If there’s a line of cars one needs to sit in to get drive in to heaven, or maybe hell, then that’s what it would look like. On that bridge, nothing else existed. I could see ahead of me. I could see behind me. But the moment the bridge ended on either a side all that existed was a thick, impenetrable wall of grey. It was terrifying, depressing, and disorienting.