The air, to me, is heavy with emotion at times. I can’t always immediately identify what it is that’s weighing on my consciousness and yet I know when it is present. I know when I must take the time to churn it over in my mind and come to an understanding of it. There are times where I feel sadness or fear or contentment the way others feel humidity or the cold. You can’t reach out and touch it–but it’s there. It’s all around you. And it absolutely demands to be experienced.
