Freedom

Over this patriotic of all weekends I began to think about freedom a lot. Freedom to me is a full tank of gas. The ability to go wherever and do whatever with whoever whenever. Too bad freedom's so expensive. It took me 45 dollars to fill my car from a quarter tank. I know everybody wants to sit around and bitch about gas prices, but for once the public's outcries aren't unfounded. However, the current state of this free country does really make me think about the future in a light that I never have before. We're really not that free. Yes, we can wear whatever we want, women are in positions of power just as men are, people still have the freedom to buy SUV's.... but it still feels like we're trapped. I was never much into politics, I found I didn't have any interest in ugly middle aged men that always wore a suit. I guess that's a good thing. But now I'm forced to care. Forced to think about in the future, if I have kids, is this world going to be one that I'd want them to grow up in? I don't know, only time will tell. I'm taking it one day at a time. Seems to be a trend lately...but I guess it's working.