The nose is designed to catch stuff out it the air. I’m not gonna free base shit particles. Also I’m not gonna walk around the grocery store breathing through my mouth like an animal
For me it’s an overwhelming nostalgia bomb which definitely can feel melancholy, as I had a good childhood, and I guess am pining for those good times.
Why bold? Species thrive or die, the only one who cares is us. (Obviously individual animals wish to continue their natural lives, but only humans worry about global matters)