Coins and their sides

The world shrouds itself in fog - utterly enchanting.
I watch the sillouette of a swan, a fellow traveler on unknown waters… Though his waters are surely anything but unknown to him.
As for me, I frequently lose the boundaries between the known and the unknown... There may be the familiar and the unfamiliar, but they are two sides of one coin, and I carry that coin in my pocket. In fact, something could be said about these coins with their two sides... and the illusion people give themselves to that they could have just one side of any coin… Or to believe that if you make the one side larger in some way, that the other side should remain the same, or even shrink… yet isn't that precisely what we do?!