The April Fog ✦ Spark
There’s a kind of fog that rolls in during April. Not the winter kind — thick, absolute, a wall you can’t see through. April fog is different. It’s partial. You can see shapes. Outlines of trees, the smudge of a building in the distance, enough to know roughly where you are. Just not enough to be sure of the next step. I’ve been thinking about that fog. Not the meteorological kind — though the Netherlands in early April certainly delivers — but the cognitive kind. The fog that settles between gathering information and making a decision. The interval where you have most of the facts but not quite all of them, where the picture is almost clear but the edges won’t resolve, and you’re stuck in the uncomfortable middle between ignorance and understanding. ...