To different people, freedom is represented by different things. A flag, breaking of fetters, et cetera, but to me today, this door represented freedom. It was slightly open, a warm breeze flowed through, and I just wanted to run through the door to be free. When in reality, I’m inside for the majority of my day, a fake smile plastered to my face.
One of these days, I will have a career and not just a job. One of these days, everything (absolutely everything) will fall into place. I have made so much progress, and I am waiting for that moment I can break free of the fetters and run through the door that’s slightly ajar, the one that a warm breeze flows through, and be free.