This is a PSA mostly to myself, but also to all y’all internet dwellers out there.

Go outside.

Ideally to a part of the world that isn’t divided into gridded streets with convenient sidewalks or tended to by a groundskeeping squad.

Find a piece of this earth that is still mostly wild, overrun with native plants and insects and birds. Go look at the light as it shines off the water, go smell the heavy scent of newly-blooming flowers, go breathe air that has just cavorted with a mountain.

Walk on a dirt road, or a hiking path, or through a meadow. Run, if you want.

Let your body remember where it came from: the dust of the earth.

Let your mind appreciate the elegant complexity of our universe.

Let your soul breathe.

Go outside.

It is good.