It's only about six blocks away.
Tonight the heavy fog. We can lose ourselves.
The hotel three blocks down is almost gone.
I want to go walking.
The last winter I was in Madison, one night in February there was freezing fog. I walked the six blocks to the convenience store in a beautiful fog and watched it freeze on the trees. Crystaline trees in a dim, foggy world. Dead silent, and one of the most beautiful things I ever hope to see.
It's still getting thicker; building accross the street has almost gone.