the freedom of responsibility.
i wake up each day, hoping my life will improve, racing around in a self-established groove. the monotony is wearing a rut into my mind, never catching up, always behind. is this what i paid for, this freedom to be chained to the ball of responsibility? i want to do what i want, not only what i need, i want to taste and enjoy, not just eat and feed. i don’t want to jump, i want to dive, i...