Freedom
There are lots of ways to interpret freedom. Many of us in the US see freedom as a given, a birthright. In other parts of the world, it’s something far away, only wished for, or in some cases, openly rejected or feared because of the relative chaos it might bring in some minds or situations. However, in my mind, given my societal and experiential biases, freedom means riding at a high rate of speed in an open topped car, close to or after midnight. Happy independence day, Americans.
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I am loving this! Purple hair and all!
Thanks, Suzanne!