Last week while we were walking home I noticed that there is smoke in the air. We kept on walking and the air got heavier and heavier. Then I was standing in a spot were two streets meet and in all four directions the air was equally smokey. "There is nowhere to run!", this tiny voice started to whisper in my head. "And if it gets worse?", it continued. I had no answers. All I could do was look around and be sharply conscious of each breath I was taking. Whole neighborhoods were filled with smoke that night and it made me think once more about a thing called "ecosystem services".
