Waiting for time to go by
Observando el mundo desde mi habitación
Restrictions of life
It's almost been under a year since I was last able to experience my existence without being bound to imposed restrictions. Last night was in fact the first time that I felt like time was of no relevance in my life whatsoever. The imposition I was under to get back home for 8 pm every day kept forcing me to feel unhappy in many respects however, I am now able to experience freedom in a physical form.
