an ounce of liberation

i feel liberated. i feel it. may be not that much.

driving home eating my chocolate dipped icecream, screaming out doors lyrics.

i feel freedom. this is a new feeling for me. i think.

i have a choice. i can feel mad. sad. frustrated. anxiety. and happy. no justification needed.

i can be a graphic designer. i can be a barista.

is this the cliche of being in your 20's.


i am going on a cruise tomorrow for my mom's 60th birthday (don't tell her she doesnt know my sister and i are going) my wish is that i will feel liberated at that age. i bet it is harder.

and i stand in a place where i think i know a lot of good stuff and i do. but there is so much to learn. and so much to shed.



what makes you feel liberated?

is it dancing with oldies on a cruise and not caring about anything else.

aurvoi!