Ever wondered what you look like when you are asleep? Well, now I don't have to. I look like a caged monkey. I mean, who really invented these cribs? Sure, Ikea is the main producer now but I am pretty sure that the Swedish aren't so cruel as to lock children into an inescapable box that gives the 'impression' that freedom is possible.
Ever really thought about being free? What does it mean I wonder because I feel like I am free to do lots of things yet, in reality, Mummy and Daddy pretty much have full control over what is available for me to do, what I do with it and when I do it, so, how is every child born free? Meh, this all sounds like something Daddy would ramble on about and there is plenty of time to listen to him later but for now, I can lie in the illusion of childhood freedom and pretend I can do what I want and have all the possibility in the world.
You know what has happened in the last week though? Go figure but it seems that I enjoy Daddy's singing enough that when it is his turn (they take turns to put me into bed) like tonight, I have been asking for him to sing either 'Summertime' or 'Make you feel my love' before putting me into the baby cage. Make you feel sounds kind of inappropriate when it comes to love now that I think about it... Anyway, I do weirdly like his singing.
Come to think of it, this has to do with freedom and programming doesn't it? Damn... I have been brainwashed!! It took almost two years of repetition but here I am enjoying Daddy's singing voice... I am an extremist!
I am going to have to be super careful from now on otherwise soon I am going to be putting away my own toys when asked, eating the foods I don't want to eat and going to bed when directed like all the other baby sheeple out there. No, that isn't the life for me, I will start William Wallace-ing it and scream Freeeeeedom!!! when Daddy says Naaa Na Na Naaa Na, instead of Thunder!
Gotta keep up the good fight. Well, when I wake up and someone lifts me from the sleeping cell. Goodnight.
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