As I hiked in the morning on my own I felt the warm breath flow over my pink lips and meet the cool Fall air. I thought about how the air in me commingled with the air outside of my body. It stirred into one and then new air filtered in and deep into my lungs. Grateful for my working lungs. Grateful for the clean, crisp air.
She breathes
She breathes
She breathes
As I hiked in the morning on my own I felt the warm breath flow over my pink lips and meet the cool Fall air. I thought about how the air in me commingled with the air outside of my body. It stirred into one and then new air filtered in and deep into my lungs. Grateful for my working lungs. Grateful for the clean, crisp air.