Seeing a photograph of a friend having enjoy an outdoor activity, I felt so tempted. A bit of jealousy aroused. "How come you have an interesting life full of challenge and awesome stuff to go on with?" This shrinking heart crumpled.
It ain't easy to be born with a free- spirited soul. Though I believe every human being has a free soul, but only some of them that are tame enough to get compromised with. While other is like a wild horse, or a flying eagle, wandering with no pit-stop at all. Searching, and at the same time enjoying and celebrating the glory of live itself. There are never enough answers to explain this phenomenon of a free-spirited soul. The owners are not even bothered of the existence, I guess. They never have such a W-H question of the thing. And as I said, they just enjoy them.
Sometimes time ain't a pleasant acquaintance for free soul'ers. From ancient time, we all know that time flies when we're having fun. And fun is how these free soul'ers appreciating and celebrating life. So time can be considered as enemy for us, free soul'ers.
Did I say US? Yes. I believe I did. Little me never acknowledge of its existence in self. Teen me started to act rebellion as if it is something significant to be shown to the world. Until semi-mature me found this lost wild horse in China astrology. This earth horse of mine, with a little info: Have you ever seen a horse stop running? That's it. That day I realized there's nothing wrong with me. I'm just having a free soul that's all. No big deal.
Uh, is it?
Frankly, I ain't sure. All this time all you see is a green grass of a giant meadow and all of a sudden you've got to deal with a stable? Positively, I ain't sure. Half of me want that life inside this could-be-a-comfy stable after all, but this free-spirited soul keep on neighing, asking to gallop some more to find new meadow out there.
So yes, I envy this friend freeing his soul while actually he's bounded if he even considered it. Yet I ain't sure whether I'm galloping or just resting for awhile right now. A lost wounded stallion. All it needs is a home.
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