today i feel really free. this week I thought a lot about what it means to be free and how I get to decide. really up until now, I would get stuck in the idea of what it means to be responsible and a good productive person. a good person equaled hard working, good career, a mostly traditional life. my family pushed this idea a lot. thats why they immigrated here, right? for a better life. a chance of actually starting and having a career to provide for family. thats what a good life means to them. career and family.
today i feel really free. i can do whatever i want, it really is my life at the end of the day. is it selfish, yes. am i allowed to be selfish, yes. now that i am writing this out i feel like it is really obvious that we are free and have free will but how often do we forget this? I used to forget this. but actually no, i didnt forget this, people just would tell me otherwise. yes y, you are free BUT you need a good job to have good money and you cant do this because its not realistic. welcome back to reality, y. what do you mean welcome back to reality (when getting back from a trip). this is reality, having fun is reality. we are going to die one day and you dont think traveling and doing random shit can be reality? you can surely make it your reality if you wanted it to.
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