Freedom is different than I once thought.
When I thought of freedom, I thought of what I could gain by losing everything I have. Of leaving and starting new somewhere else. Of a life not bound by the restraints of work and bills and cleaning.
But that’s not freedom.
Freedom is getting to take flight without giving up your place to land. It’s having nothing that keeps you from returning to the life you’ve chosen.
Freedom is knowing that after all the travels and trails and trials, you get to go home.