These last few days I’ve been writing about some of the places in my life where I feel most free. I feel it in nature, through art, on a run, and in unexpected musical compositions. Tomorrow I’ll talk a bit about the journey I’ve found myself on when words and story are involved. But today, I wanted to ask you where you find the most freedom? I’ve been doing most of the talking, and I welcome any suggestions on finding freedom. That is, unless it’s something like freedom from the confines of a kitchen through hiring a personal chef or freedom to spend endless amounts of cash at Nordstrom’s because you married a sugar daddy. In which case, I am free to delete them out of jealousy.
