Desire and a breath of air

Was thinking about wishes today... Hmmm, it sounds so funny from the outside - "I want a bicycle". 😄 Some kind of childhood wish, or rather, a wish from childhood. Desires, relationships, relationships... everything revolves around "want", alas, not around "take" or "give". Love....I'll still talk about it now and here! ...or rather I'll start here. Love is a breath of air. No more than that... alas. Or not. It's just that this breath comes in different volumes, when it's enough and sharp, in a moment. At other times - you can't, as it seems to you, inhale, taking deep breaths over and over again, trying not to cause ... but then there comes oversaturation and dizziness, nausea.

Alas, with time you don't even notice how you breathe... the process itself becomes ordinary, and the awareness of thirst disappears altogether. But shouldn't the value of air be less? Isn't it wonderful to be able to breathe fully at any moment just because you want to?! It's magical!

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