Free. Freedom. Is it what we all are fighting for? Or is it something beyond that? Sometimes i think to myself.
Because. Sometimes freedom makes us more lonely than isolation ever can. But the idea of freedom lingers in our minds like that ultimate wish of our life for it is the only way we can be who we are. What we are. But being who we are. What we are. Is it enough? Sometimes i think. Is it good enough to not have what we want or simply having everything and think its still not good enough. Is there more to life than simply 'I'. Something beyond myself that can be reached? I am encouraged to think so. But here goes the question again. Is it good enough or even worth it? I think the answers can wait for the questions to solve their own self. Maybe the universe will do it for us one day. I hope...