It's pretty short, but still meaningful.
Breathe
She had a tattoo on her wrist that said ” Breathe “
When he asked her what it mean she just said something about how breathing is something everyone does,how the body is used to doing it. Then she told him. “People don’t realize how special breathing is, not until it’s to late. They’re to worried about everything else to actually be thankful for another breath of air.”
He just nodded because he didn’t understand her at all. Then she quieted and spoke again “But that’s not even the case for everyone. Sometimes it’s that we are so used to breathing that when we stop we forget how to again. Sometimes it’s because of breathing that our life ends in a wisp, we all die the same way we come. The first breath we take becomes our last at some point. So I learn to just breathe.”
He nodded again while she reached over to move the boxes underneath his foot. He kept thinking about the tattoo and finally realized he still didn’t know what it meant. After all she didn’t answer his question the same way she did last time.
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