You think you're free?
What is freedom anyway? Living in this home, having the sense of some kind of security?
What is freedom anyway? Living in this home, having the sense of some kind of security?
Our spaces become our boundaries.
Our bodies become our prisons.
Our minds our enemies.
Our bodies become our prisons.
Our minds our enemies.
Rituals are good. It is great to have a structure, but what if the slightest notion of leaving it creates so much fear inside?
Fear of missing out. Homer - Hover.
AM I late, or am I PM?
AM I late, or am I PM?
Freedom is...running without tech.
