Right?! Live and let live. The only limit on someone’s freedom should be when their actions start limiting others’ freedom.
I like to picture myself as a wild stallion who cannot be tamed! Now keep in mind, wild stallions don’t get paid much… but its worth it sometimes, and I can always just forage for food if things get rough. Over the years I’ve been gearing more towards experiences to make me happy than material things—though I won’t pretend I’m void of earthly possessions, I still want to be a millionaire. But I really think my desire for money is coupled with my desire for freedom. I just want to do me, and not bow to the pressures of society. Some of that you can do without money, but I also want to see the world, and eat stuff I didn’t forage! Ah, I suppose we are all in a similar conundrum. Unless you keep reading my blog(s), then maybe I’ll be freed!
I think there’s a point somewhere in all that rambling.