FREEDOM: A BITTER TALE

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It's been quite an exhausting ten days of being an adult and also from my last post here on hive. To those who couldn't sleep because they missed me, hazmat go reach everybody 馃槈.

Being an adult is fun, confusing and stressful a lot of times that it got me thinking if we really got the right deal. I see kids jumping up and down with no care at all for what's going on, they only have to say mummy I'm hungry and problem solved.

One of the first things we always looked forward to as children whenever we viewed adults was the supposed freedom. Now I'm thinking someone pulled a scam on us without knowing it.
Freedom, the ability to do whatever you want whenever you want sounds cool, but doesn't it get boring?

I'm probably going crazy at this point with the number of times I got tired of being an adult the past week. You can literally eat all the ice-cream and chocolates in the world and no one is there to stop you.
I mean, where's the fun in that?

I was talking to my dad the other day and I told him I was just making dinner around 10pm. It was a joke about how he usually scolded us to eat dinner early because of proper digestion.

Guess what my old man told me?, he literally said When you land in the hospital for indigestion, you pick up the bills on your way back home.
Lol looks like our parents no longer care what we do, as long as we're still breathing oxygen then there's no problem.

I was still in my freedom phase last Sunday when I decided to spice up my boring weekend by learning how to ride a bicycle.
I can now proudly announce that the dream is done and dusted, I don't ever want to see a bicycle again.

It's probably been over fifteen years since I properly rode on a bicycle and I believe I was more than enthusiastic to give it another try.
I was brought down to earth and welcomed by the stones and pebbles on my first two trials, safe to say I'll stick to Ferrari's for now.

I got quite an audience and I suspect my crush on the street saw it too, if not why else would she have winked and smiled at me.
Anyways I've taken an extended leave from the comings and goings of the daylight, I nowofficially identify as a vampire and will only now be seen during the night.

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