Looking out of the window

Looking out of the window at a foggy landscape. Everything is steeped in this oppressing humidity. The ferns beneath the window are glossy with dew drops. Nothing's gonna change. There's no chance of piercing the greyness outside.No hope of reaching the distant lands promised by the mist. But there's also no hope of plunging into the powdery dampness suspended in the air - all day spent at home. Everything outside is frozen in time and waiting to be discovered - like a fairy tale