I miss the ability to freely write. For my thoughts to be admired rather than twisted. I want to write how I feel without having to explain feelings any further than I choose. I don’t want anyone to expect exceptions. I want equality. I want simple. I want complex. I want to feel a rush, an excitement, a thrill. It’s the independence followed by companionship I miss. Friends without fear of judgement. Complete honesty without conflict. I have yet to figure out how to reobtain this. It once was in my possesion and now is hard to fathom much less is it tangible. I aspire new, fresh, different. Change that will change with me.