most mornings, when i get off the bus, i just breathe. deep, full breaths. on the short walk between the bus stop and my office, i breathe in as much of the crisp clean morning air that i can, so much that sometimes i become lightheaded - all because i know that once i reach the door, i have to go inside the ugly building and stay trapped in my windowless office, void of fresh air, for the next 9 hours, the better part of the day.
