Jul 3
3 min read
When we dream, is that true freedom, or another box of our mind
Dreaming while awake, or living while dreaming?
When I was young, I was always afraid of others judging me. We were dirty, but we had manners. We were poor, but we had love.
We bathed once a week on Sundays. Bathing in our house was a chore; that is why it was reserved for once a week.
