A Time of Freedom

It’s been heavenly. No words can accurately describe this year’s spring break. I don’t have a care in the world, and yet, I found harmony in this small freedom. This is the one time I wish time could stop for just a little while. I’ve been shifting through Twitter and connecting with awesome people, I’ve had time to just walk and hike without stress over a test or worried about deadlines. This is the first time I’ve really had the time to stop and appreciate the world once more; and each time I do, I find myself remembering small thoughts and words I once spoke long ago.

I revel in the sound of birds chirping, the sound of cars passing by as I drive on the road, feeling a sense of complete and utter bliss during a time of vast uncertainty and instability in the world.┬áBut isn’t the world always chaotic? These little noises bring me hope. A long lost desire to not only breathe, but to live. To escape for just a little while longer, to imagine myself in the worlds I have created in my mind. Because the truth of the matter is: we’re all fucking crazy.

There’s not a day that passes by where I don’t plan my escape from society. To make certain I’ve did everything I’ve sought out to do to make my small little change in the world and throughout different societies. I imagine what life will be like, to just enjoy the company of close friends, family, and even still keeping my connection to the world through the Internet. But right now, I know I must physically exist in the world in order to off-set those distant dreams.

As foolish and passionate as it may sound, I’ve come to discover nothing is impossible.

I suppose that’s why yesterday I didn’t post anything. I felt obligated to honoring this small time of freedom that I have. Because as we all know, nothing in this lifetime comes free. So now you know, now you understand my reluctance to reach out at this time. I feel lighthearted, unusual for even someone as logical and direct as myself. But I don’t care, because what makes you and I the people we are, is merely a construct of society.

The reality of the fact is simple; we are ever-chaning. We are never static, even when we think we are. There will come a time in your life when you realize this truth. Once you begin to see the small details of life, you’ll begin to understand a little more what your ancestors must have felt in their own time of existence.

Forever in Your Debt,

R.S. Noel

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