
Some find freedom in romantic love, and others find freedom in releasing the dream. For decades, I nurtured the dream of love like a precious pet in a golden cage, feeding it fantasies and hope, but in 2017 I let it go. I opened the door and the dream soared out and away, circling around as if to be sure, and then taking off until it was a speck against the azure sky and finally gone. Once in a while, I find a feather to remind me that I used to long for love. But now I am free.
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Written for the Carrot Ranch (99 words on freedom).
I like that kind of freedom. 💖
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It feels good 😻
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Great take Paula
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome
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Nice metaphors! 🪶 😻
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Thanks Angie. At first, I almost passed over this one because I felt I had nothing important to say about Juneteenth or whatever, but then I thought hey I can relate it to my dumb old dating life like I do everything! 😀
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That’s awesome! So many people have to be in a relationship, and it doesn’t matter if it’s positive or not.
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Thanks. I have definitely witnessed that…
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