Freedom

I was so unhappy while in my home country 'cause I thought there's no atmosphere of freedom, but now I'm in a free country, how come I still feel unhappy. Then I understood that it's my heart, it's all because of my heart. My heart is not free, then no matter where I am, I can't be happy. I pushed myseld too much.

A remark from a close friend, though she is very far away.

Posted on November 25, 2005
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