Wow. Now this is a place a girl can dream. In the fleeting moments before I am whisked home again, I get to experience the rarer-than-pandas mental phenomenon that is truly the closest I have to true blue freedom. You see, there's this hill at my school that's like covered in this cascade of leaves and right after classes every Friday the light hits it just right and you just feel... Like freedom is really real for as long aaa you sit there, just thinking or writing or whatever. See, there's perks to being a lone wolf, and this has gotta be one of the bigger ones. There's an under appreciated sense of wonder just being alone it a place like this, with the sky a cloudless mix between baby blue and cyan with pale gold rays of sun, that really just gives you a way of thinking with hope you never had anywhere else. If every Friday could be like this, I would be here every afternoon.
Unfortunately, truly complete freedom is rarer than incomplete, and without risking too much I still can't tell the truth unless there's no one else around to hear. All right, since so many of you faithfully returned, I am going to let you in on a secret: I secretly daydream that one day, one of them would come up here just once and sit beside me and ask me one of the questions I've been dying to hear, like why I don't talk much or why I do certain things and all. I just wish one of them would get brave and ask up here, alone, but they never come, and I am left to dream of they day they do. It's just a silly dream that will never come true, just like being normal and all that other junk. I might as well accept it now, I am never going to have any friends, ever. Besides if the first dream ever came to the minds of the others they'd just bring their friends and I would be shunned again.
Well, anyway, back to the topic of freedom. You see, in a place like this, it's a false reality, freedom, because in reality you can't do whatever you want to without being judged by anyone who can see or hear you. No matter what, you have to save face, it's an unfightable instinct. Is it like this for everyone, being constantly scrutinized and in fear? I know for a lot of you I must be exponentially worse than with me, and for putting up with me under such surcumstance, I do wholeheartedly respect you. But still, what I want more than anything for the entire world is real freedom, without the strings attached. I can't bear to think that it's like this for the entire world, every single person ther is.
A genius idea just fell out of the sky: What if we all wore something that stated the very thing we wanted people to know desperately but couldn't say ourselves on the same day, everyone we could convince? Just for one day, we could untie the bonds of self consciousness and judging and live our lives out loud, and tell the world what it's just not hearing? On the same day, everybody come clean? January 11th, 2013, it's perfect! Let's how the world who we really are, and forget about the haters for a day. All right, don't forget, everybody tell everyone you know, make sure this isn't forgotten! We could all host parties to make the shirts, and have it put in the news and everything!
So excited, let's make the world a better place and all be the people we want to be. It'll be amazing, trust me. |
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