Breaking Away

The more I think about it the more I really felt it is the path that I should take. The path that didn't promised security but it promises FREEDOM. Yes, freedom is expensive, yes freedom meaning you don't know when will be your next meal, like those Lions and Tigers out there in the jungle. But no one can deny that they are free to roam the land. Free to drink from any river in the jungle. They have the jungle as their playground. Compared to a cat in captive.

They had limited space. Yes, meals is always on time, health is always in check but to what price? Life is easy, care free but its roar fears no one. They became an object of display. They don't have the privilege of running free. Always been told what to do. When to be out there for display and when to get inside t sleep. Yeah, they told you when you can mate and when you can't. Hey, even thought they are animals, they too feel uncomfortable doing 'it' in front of the cameras.

Those cats that roams free, yes, they don't know when is their next meal. They don't know whether they can get a mate, who willing to go through all the thick and thin. But they are free and trust me, their roar sends shivers down anyone who heard it. Yes, they had to hunt everyday, they felt hunger a lot more than being full. But they are free.

Freedom do have an expensive price. But it is more meaningful then be told to do this and that, when and how. Sometimes, I began to realised that, it isn't about the money, it is about being free. Being able to do anything that you like. What you enjoy and you, YOU make the decisions. NOT THEM! YOU! You determines how you hunt and how big is your hunt. You can choose to eat it on your own or choose to share. You decide.

I don't know how but I'm breaking away. To take a chance and fly away...