Fog. According to Wikipedia it is “a collection of water droplets or ice crystals suspended in the air at or near the Earth's surface”. To me, it is the environment that I thrive to survive in. Ever since I was little, my parents dictated my every action; they fed me, provided me with an education, and supplied me with never-ending afterschool activities to put my free time to use. My parents wanted me to go to a good college so I could become a doctor or lawyer. But to me that future was just a blur; I only knew that I should follow the path they paved for me. When I came to college, I was completely lost among a group of talented athletes and students. I struggled to be seen and heard. I just wanted to be special so I would get noticed. I was completely lost in a fog, unsure of where to go. I tried yelling but no one could hear or see me. The harder I tried the thicker the fog got. I was scared and lost but I did not lose faith. I knew if I kept walking, I would eventually escape this fog. And that is what I do – I walk so that one day I can see the light of day. Everyday I live, my fog becomes a little bit clearer. I learn what I like and what I don’t. As I look back into my past, I see my former self, but the further I walk, that too becomes just a mist of the fog. My life is always changing; I never know what I might bump into in the fog. Sometimes it’s good but other times its something terrible, but whatever it is, I don’t get caught up on it, I just keep walking. The journey out of the fog is long and tiring but I know if I try hard enough I can escape the mist. Outside this fog, I will be free. I’m already seeing the light. I will continue walking, discovering myself and living life to its fullest.