I had no idea how free we can be.

I want to travel to these places in my mind. In the synapses, the spaces in between. Magic school bus shrink me down and take me through the plasma and marrow to the core of my Being.

What makes one tied, binded, attached to the choices she hasn't made. Nothing is an illusion. There's always more to grow.

It's good to know. It feels good to know. Now I am free.