Yesterday it rained a lot here, streets were filled with water.
Today a nice wind and a clear sky welcomed us into the world, and this night a modest winter breeze came out.
Air was clean and fresh. When you come from the hot temperature of summer the winter’s air is clearly recognizable.
It’s somewhat cleaner, crisper.
I can’t deny it: I love smelling this air. I love breathing it because it’s like cleaning yourself from the inside.
In these days I continue to think that life and this world is full of beauty, beauty that hides in plain sight that we cannot see but it’s there.
Like air, invisible yet fundamental.