apprehension

Encased in a cloud of white, I slowly make my way up the winding hill. The air is crisp and fresh, not the heavy, dank smog that pollutes the city streets. In my car I am invincible and therefore I am able to ascend without a seconds pause. The mystery behind fog and all things associated with it have always astounded me. Looking out across a field blanketed in white, unable to see the ground but knowing it is there, creating an illusion of floating amidst immortals. I am growing stronger, opening doors and opportunities once believed to be distant dreams. Our futures are like fog; mysterious and often times concealing that which is important. I fall down and I get up…that’s what I am accustomed to. Life is an uphill battle and should be treated as such. Fortunately, I’ve got Dizzy by my side and the road is wide open.

As I look out to the night sky I see my faithful companion, Orion. Many years ago I was fascinated by this constellation. I remember sitting glued to the telly one afternoon as a man, with a monotonous voice, informed viewers of how the ancient Egyptians built the great pyramids in the likeness of Orion. Well, let me tell you, I was hooked; anything to do with the Egyptians definitely had my attention and approval. As the years progressed I would always look to the night sky for this old friend. Orion was a hunter, according to Greek mythology, he was killed by his love when she was challenged to strike a specific point in the ocean; not knowing it was Orion swimming, she flung a single arrow, striking him dead. Another version depicts Orion as a hunter who was stung by a scorpion while hunting. In both stories, Orion was denied the love of Metrope, which broke his heart. Regardless, he remains the mightiest hunter in the night sky. Each night while walking to or from the car, ...