The air we breathe is different than the air in space. We breathe it everyday, every hour, minute, and second. The air is toxic to some I don’t know why but when we breathe the air we surely would die. Air is thick and air is light. Sometimes as light as a feather falling from the soaring bird across the blue sky. The bird soars across the land and water everyday feeling the wind and air across its wings as it flies everywhere across the earth going to different places each day. The air we breathe is thick but we need it to live and survive. Without it life as we know it would surely die and the beauty of the world would crumble underneath the thick toxic air that haunts the sky each and every day. Air is life and life is hard to live.