Freedom

Freedom seems to mean that you're open. You can feel and see again. Old familiar worries don't mean the same thing, you don't mind that someone's broken your rose-colored glasses. You can actually feel the air coming in and out of your nostrils. Focus comes with those galloping hormones. Because of experience you know the scary, bad feelings won't actually get you. You realize you can handle whatever's coming your way--in your own way...because you are beginning to know your self once again. Now I know why people protest, and die for it.