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Essay: "Fresh Air"by John Wilson As prisoners, we all long for a breath of fresh air. I live on a minimum custody unit that has several separated buildings, so I can't complain of the cramped, dank surroundings of older prison units. So my view won't be a longing for the fresh air of Mother Nature.
Instead, let's talk about fresh air of the mind. That's the time when, say, we are reading a new point of view and we suddenly understand it in a single breeze. That's fresh air. A philosopher once said something to the effect of "Man is two parts animal and one part angel." As animals, we have the tendency to get stuck in habitual ruts. As angels, we have the ability to break those ruts and try something new. We have the ability to open the windows of our mind and let in fresh air. |