I want to breathe in an old Roman library
I want to breathe in the smell of Turkish cafe in Izmir
I want to breathe in the dusty air of a caravansaray in Kerman
I want to breathe in the rainforest in Amazon, when it’s raining
I want to breathe in loud sweaty nightclubs in Europe
I want to breathe in the cold scanvinavian winter in Kingsleden
I want to breathe in the old Persian houses of Yazd
I want to breathe in Damascus
I want to breathe in the smoky wooden cabins of Ugandan villages
I want to breathe in the plantations in Tanzania
I want to breathe in ancient air of Chogha Zanbil and Egyptian Pyramids
I want to breathe in a Mongolian ger
I want to breathe in a Chinese Buddhist temple
I want to breathe in the busy streets of Mumbai
I want to breathe in Machu Picchu
I want to breathe in Antarctica
I want to breathe in a Japanese onsen
I want to breathe in the Savannah and the Sahara
I want to breathe on top of Mount Damavand
I want to breathe in the Panaman air sandwiched between the seas
I want to breathe in the Alaskan air while watching a moose pass by
I want to breathe in Samarkand and Bukhara
I want to breathe in the mountain villages of Bhutan
I want to breathe in Taman Nagara
I want to breathe in an Australian desert
I want to breathe in the salty air of a sailing ship
I want to breathe in La Sagrada Familia, and imagine Gaudi sitting beside me
I want to breathe in castles of France
I want to breathe in a Kurdish house
I want to breathe in the frozen villages of Russia
I want to breathe in Al-Aqsa Mosque
I want to breathe in a Zoroastrian fire temple
I want to breathe…