“We clean what we can see, but not what we breathe.”
Dust if must
I was just watching a normal moment… someone washing their scooter, water dripping onto the road.
Nearby, there were fruits placed neatly fresh, colorful, almost peaceful.
🍎Everything looked simple… everyday life continuing as usual. But then I noticed something else. The dust in the air.
The fine particles you can’t really hold, but you can feel.
Water can wash the scooter clean. Fruits can stay fresh for a while. But the air… the air doesn’t get cleaned so easily. We clean what we see. We organize what we touch. But what about what we breathe? 🌫️ Maybe the most important things… are the ones we keep forgetting to notice.
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