The air is charged.
I breathe in the fresh energy, and my exhale reacts with the cold in a cloud of vapor.
This simple sensation so-long-forgotten overwhelms me with gratitude–
grateful for diversity; in seasons, in place, in people.
I thrive on this sort of shifting canvas;
one where innovation and creativity is stimulated,
where competition is encouraged,
where each day presents the possibility of newness to be discovered.
Thank you for the friendly reminder, Seattle.