
"peace-sign".photo.thewip.net 06 Sept. 2008. 06. Sept. 2008
I often say "I long to be free" either to my friends or on my away. Some asks what exactly do i mean. They say "you are free", and most of my buddy list is convinced that i am "crazy". When i think of freedom i imagine myself doing whatsoever I please. Looking up at the stars in awe of Gods' greatness, taking deep breaths of clean air, waking up and going to sleep as late as I please. Feeling no worry or anxiety of work in the morning. Not being compelled to kept a meaningless job just so i can pay tuition. All these things keeps us enslaved. Everyday i have off from work is a small taste of freedom, it teases me. I wake the next morning as if just leaving the greatest dream. I was with Freedom, for that one day i was free. I crawl out of my bed, put my childish ideas away and join the others in slavery.
