What does it mean to be free? Untethered. Unconstrained by convention. Very few take the road less traveled. Far less push further, into the water. Willing to venture into darkness, never knowing what’s just beyond the headlights...or the water’s edge.
While the world sleeps, the restless soul stirs. Searching, wondering, wandering. One can have freedom or certainty – never both. The good life can’t be bought, only discovered. Fought for. If it gets crowded, you’re on the wrong path.