But that changed this week. Due to an opportunity presented by my computer having a slight malfunction, I had the ability to escape from the trappings imposed by my room. My room had after all become my newest prison.
I had fooled myself into thinking that since my life was more open that I had more freedom. Instead, I trapped myself. But after reminding myself that writing is what is most important to me, I am back to how I should be.
I feel myself again for the first time in a long time.
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