A person is walking a path that is shrouded in thick fog. There is a heaviness, an oppression, attached to the fog. It has lasted so long you have almost forgotten what it is like to be free of it.
Keep walking this season is almost over and when it ends it will be abruptly. One step you are in the fog, the next step it has completely disappeared. It will be completely gone and such an intense season of fog will not come again. Just keep walking.