

Loneliness or freedom?ππ Here I am again today, sitting in the cosy silence of my room, contemplating what it means to be freeπ Sometimes I find that everything I need to be happy is already inside me. I love this feeling of complete independence, where my days and plans are entirely up to meπ« However, sometimes this feeling brings a shadow of doubt. I ask myself: am I not lonely here? But how can I be lonely when I feel such deep satisfaction from my independence? I love it when my decisions and plans are completely mine. I can choose what to eat, where to go, what to do. What do you think that is?ππ