“Ah, freedom.” The thought that runs through our heads when we’re finally alone. When the project is finally finished. When we’re finally off work. When we’re finally on vacation. When we’re finally able to do what we want. For different people, different circumstances cause us to breathe out that sigh of relief. Each of us has our own ideas about freedom. If you’re anything like me, in spite of the short-term instances of relief you occasionally experience, freedom is an elusive dream that you’re always chasing. If I can just get through one more week, I’ll be free. If I could just find a different job, then I’d be at peace. If I could just break this one habit, I’d be okay. If I could just have this relationship squared away, then I’d feel better. If I can somehow find a way to make more money, I’ll be set. But the week comes and goes, and I still feel restless, the new job has its own set of problems, the habit just won’t go away, the relationship is never perfect, and the money is never enough. |
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