Glimpses of a Friday

Yes, that's the misterious mist! Regretful that my morning stroll to school didn't go along the river as the view there had been tremendous, as I was told.

Chaos, reflection and a window to a brick wall..

So far, yet so close and fragile...the world outside.

Jump or not?

I didn't notice that it was Friday the 13th until somebody mentioned it after half of the day was already over. Drawing a conclusion - superstition, heh?