Two Loop Walk #5: A deep breath

I step out into a blue and white world. The snow sparkles in the sun, the air is crisp (minus 23) but calm and everything is stiller than still.

I stop in front of a birch tree that still has rust-coloured, remnants of leaves left over from the fall and take a sudden deep breath. The kind of breath that loosens your joints and lowers your shoulders. The kind of breath that roots you back into who you are and who you were meant to be. The kind of breath that reminds you that nothing is as important as you thought it was.