Can you imagine sitting on that bench under the blossoms? You raise your head, and all you can see is – blossoms. You are sitting there, and you can smell them, watch them tenderly swaying in the breeze. You take a deep breath, and you can smell the scent. You touch them, gently. One kilometer away is the busy street, with one car following the other. You are sitting on that bench, listening to the birds, watching the blossoms. What a wonderful space to breathe!