Writers

Everyone wants freedom 
They hate being told what to do,
Who to be, how to act, how not to act
I used to be one of these people, always stretching my hands out to grab something that was far from my reach. I used to crave so much I lost idea of what it was I was craving.
I remember thinking that if I were to be free, I'd actually get it, and I didn't know what ‘it’ was, I just wanted it. There was something that came with that wanting, it made my heart jump with excitement 

Freedom became my obsession.

Now that I'm finally free, I realize I don't like freedom, it's boring and it doesn't make my heart jump, and it doesn't excite it just scares me,
I miss my cage, and I miss craving.

Now I realize that wanting to be out of that cage was what I fed on, and not actually leaving it.

I love to write. I love words and poetic sentences and I love to read books (not the educational kind tho). I love baking. I want to travel the world.

I’m still craving freedom though mostly because I still cage myself