Soon after the cruelly and devilishly beautiful rain, petrichor fills your nose if you aren't the one who ignores the murderous downpour in your private cabin. The smell of the rejuvenated sand is all what you feel when your feet explores nature's meadow. After the nostalgia from the rain, the pertichor reminds you to move on and invite new beginnings, just like the soil awaits new vegetation for the destroyed ones. Sometimes you have to close your eyes and feel your presence to understand that you are ready to welcome the new beginnings.