One of my favorite things in life is waking up and opening a window or going outside and getting that first breath of fresh air. There’s a reason that became a common phrase.
The interesting thing about it is that it only exists juxtaposed with stale air. You can’t have one without the other. Or you can’t notice one without the other. Or you don’t appreciate one without the other.
A new day, a new idea. Something new to see. To smell.
To breaths of fresh air.