Free.

There is one word that I seem to say a lot to myself.

A word that is what I want. What I want to be. What I want to feel. What I want to live by.

It's such a simple word. Small, only four letters long. Some describe it to be in the shade of red or blue. Some describe it to be a rainbow... others, just white.



I don't describe it as a color or a definition.

It's a feeling. A feeling that comes from the soul. A feeling that in your gut you know is right. A feeling that can be taken away in an instant.


To have this word describe me, would mean that I could finally breathe again. It means that I don't live with binds of self hatred, self doubt, and sadness. I am not controlled by the fear of losing who I am to a disease. I am not influenced by the picket white fence society I am so dreadfully a part of. Where judgements of who you were, what you believe in, where you live, and what your involved in mean nothing. To be this simple word would mean that I could express emotion without fear. Without the anxieties of what affect it could have on someone close to me.

It would be like feeling a fall breeze for the first time, at the top of a hill, the sky filled with clouds- none of which are covering the sun. Arms spread out letting the wind take hold of me. Eyes closed soaking it in. In complete bliss.

I cannot wait to expirience that moment. I will film it and share it with you all.



I'm going to leave you and to dream about the feeling.

Thank you so much for reading, please come back soon.

Godspeed <3

Free- This Love