The idea of freedom is just assumed that you would choose it. Am I wrong? Well for years of my life I have refused to give in to the liberation and indulgence of free reins. I have loved my control, my manipulation, my avoidance. But I am realizing those things tie me down safely to the ground. But I don't want to be safe anymore. I want to be wild, reckless, abandoned, and completely out of control. When the tornado inside is finally released, the winds around me pick up and I finally feel my toes lift off from the forest floor.
Feel that breeze? Its breakthrough coming. See you in the skies.
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