Freedom In Five Senses

Freedom tastes like fresh air, that very first sigh when the work clock finally strikes five; Freedom smells like new money, when you can leave the house spend it, come back and throw a party; Freedom looks like an open road, as you smile and say ‘I’ve got all the time in the world and absolutely nowhere to go.’ Freedom sounds like someone with no fear, all wired up on passion as they stand and bravely say the truth that no one wants to hear; Freedom feels like a shooting star unlimited energy you can go so far; freedom is only being limited by who you think you are.