The weatherman called it zero visibility.

Enticed, I stepped out the front lawn. Affirmative, no visibility; I couldn’t see my hands. Then, eerie feeling, I found myself. Yes, for the first time in my life I got to know me.

One thing certain, I’m not experimenting with weather ever again.

Johannes Springenseiss is a world citizen and raconteur. He mostly writes speculative fiction and creative essays, that he has published in various literary magazines.