Freedom. That’s what it’s all about. But talking about it, and being it – that’s two different things. V.M.
What if you were born in a cage? And you would be taught how to love those cold, grey steel bars? What would you do if only your shadow could feel the freedom, but not even that entirely? How small should the cage be to make you revolt? And when will you gain the courage to make the first step in being free?