Freedom looks very different at 40 than at 20. At 20, freedom is to parties, to go pub hopping, to socialise till you drop, eating out at expensive restaurants etc etc.... At 40, I'm beginning to realise freedom is to be able to have slow mornings, nature walks, netflix binge at home or picking up a good book with home cooked delicacies. Sounds like a cliche but that seems like the only fact. But I guess you have to reach this age to really feel it. 😊 live free:) we live only once...
Everyday, there are tiny emotions and brain waves - some real and some imaginary, touch us and help us experience something new. Something that we have not experienced before. Something that made us a little older, a little wiser, a little sadder, a little happier and a little more humane....I am trying to catch these thoughts and brainwaves and sharing with you...for you to live them, through my eyes...