See the thing about aging is that it’s been happening since the infamous first breath, and if you are ‘lucky’ enough (i don’t believe luck has anything to do with it), you might be able to take a lot of breaths. On average, a human body takes about 11,000 liters of air. That’s about 25 lbs, which is about the weight of a 2-year-old child. Trippy no? With these breaths, comes a reset, cleaning the mindset, providing another chance at living, another chance at creating. They are testaments, reminders that there is still, time to achieve, still, time to dream, still, time to try again, and still, time to gain. Each breath gets shorter with time until there ain’t no mo, until the inevitable. Perhaps, let this be a cue to cherish each inhalation and exhalation, because they allow us to be, really. I am grateful to have taken breaths today and appreciative of the cold air that filled my lungs on this winter day. Although nowadays, the airways are obstructed and disturbed, magic is created, and at the beginning that’s what matters.