Life has to change

As the cold breeze hits my nose while driving, I realize the beauty of nature. I can smell it of course. The four days, back at home was giving me every essence of nature. Even now, I can clearly hear the chirping of a variety of birds. If I go outside, I can see butterflies and dragonflies flying all over, birds collecting nectar, flowers smiling towards the light... Am I not missing these when I work? I should be thinking of doing something that keeps near to these memories. Should I? May be Yes, May be No. Butterflies are still there in my workplace. May not be as beautiful as these, but they too are a beauty to be watched. They too bring back memories of childhood. They symbolize a stolen generation, who has missed great memories that I'm lucky to have...