like really, breathe.
i took one deep yoga-style breath and it filled my lungs with such a relief. almost as if they were empty and had been searching and wanting for me to just.breathe. like when you are so very thirsty your mouth is so very dry - the feeling you get when you finally feel water against your lips. now don't get me wrong i breathe deeply on a regular basis - just last night i was huffing and puffing during sprints at spin class - but that air is forced and stagnant. this air was light and fulfilling.
it felt so good that i kept breathing, deeply. over and over and over again i swallowed air so satisfying itwaslikethefirsttime. it felt so good. i felt so alive.
it washed through me and for a few moments i remembered what it was like to be a kid. you know when you had free time and your mind had free time (ifonlyifonlyicouldgoback) and you spent the afternoons outdoors and the crisp fall air just began to surface and you were sprawled on the driveway surrounding by swirls of sidewalk chalk and your knee was scraped but you didn't care because you were breathing and breathing and it was living that you were doing.
today i remembered that feeling. that feeling we forget when our days are filled with workouts and office buildings and meetings and spin class and cleaning and the forever bullshit that is being an adult.
it is there. or at least it was today. it is somewhere fluttering in a cool breeze. that is life (andpleasedon'tforgetpleaseletmeremember) - you just have to (deeply) breathe it in...