“The grey is settling in, even with clear skies above, there is smog, everywhere to be seen“ Gun Roswell
Smog, on the ocean
The ocean supposed to be clear, calm and blue, with the multitudes of the same hue, filling al the areas around, like the land, the skies and even part of the space, but not today, as it all seemed so dull and rather grey.
The feeling given from his faded ray, not sending the vibes usual, and the gloom settling soon in, with its odd spin, the smells neither settling or great and so, leaving some of us wondering, what had happened to the blues, or where we all way too late?
Rantings Of A Third Kind 