Sometimes we just get comfortable, mentally and emotionally.
It's enough to supercede physical discomfort and sit us resolutely in place.
If we're not free to make dumb choices, we're not free.
Sometimes we just get comfortable, mentally and emotionally.
It's enough to supercede physical discomfort and sit us resolutely in place.
If we're not free to make dumb choices, we're not free.
That’s true, sometimes I giggle at silly we decisions we make at a young age because we dont know better then again in life because we think we do.
How much would you sacrifice for the idea of freedom before starving to death? My grandmother won’t get to that point before realizing she is in grave danger, but if what you say is true? How far would you go in order to be free?