This time, it felt different. Like if something has changed. And I didn't know how to deal with this new feeling. I had a little of my mind, perhaps, that suggested I should have learned the rules of this world. Had to know the way the universe works. Maybe I just wasn't that smart.
Sometimes, it's not easy to outsmart the world, to outsmart your own life. I couldn't help but wonder if there was some secret way to take back my freedom if I'd ever been really free. Wasn't this just a form of punishment?
And was I the only one to wonder? It is easy to say that from now on I will act for myself. I'll forget all I used to be. But it's much harder to take the first step.
I know that you might be thinking that this is a dream. Or a joke. Perhaps even an insult. All I can say is, freedom allows you to dream as much as you want. You can even take this as a reality, I guess, because it seems that most of us are living our lives, or at least it seems so. But to what extent do we act independently regardless of what the rest think? That was the question I kept asking myself, over and over again, in my head.