I burn incense fairly regularly. Last night I had some going and wasn’t really thinking about it much. But then I went out on the porch and immediately could smell it quite strongly.

I thought “Hmmm, isn’t that odd, I smell it when I leave the scent.”

Either I take it for granted and only notice when it’s gone, or, being in it means I cannot detect it.

Both views are applicable to life in many different situations.

I know when I walk in the door from work this afternoon, I’ll smell last night’s incense and maybe it will prompt me to light some more.

Have a good day and try not to take the ordinary goodness for granted.