A familiar view can become invisible until it disappears.

Repetition erases things. The view you paid extra for, the tree outside the window, the skyline you once photographed: within months your eye stops registering them, and you only learn they mattered when they are gone or blocked. Attention is drawn to change, not to quality.

Once in a while, look at something familiar as if you had just arrived. It takes a deliberate second and it gives back something you already own. Most of the beauty in your life is not missing, only unnoticed.