Imagine a world full of fog. A world filled with a think blanket of whool and fuzzyness. How would it look like? Every day starts with a routine. But what if that routine would be broken by a thick layer of fog. It doesn’t have to be physical, it could also be mental. A day where we can’t see what is ahead of us, or perhaps just a day where we can blur out the past and try to focus on what happens in front of us. Sometimes it seems so unreal to ‘forget’ things we already have seen. But what if there was a realistic possability to litterly discart ‘the past’. Ghosts oftenly have the names of ‘scary’ and ‘terrifying’. But they also represent the past. And on days where the clear naked eye cannot see the future nor the past, ghosts walk among us.