At given times, we all felt like this.Trapped in the routine, unable to escape from the prison of our comfortable homes towards which we began to feel so accustomed that we started to hate the feeling.Even if we chose to keep an apparent well-being, not unlike a dog in a cage, crave for freedom every now and then. A chance to act different, to be ourselves, not what the society wants us to be. Until we can put a day or two apart for this kind of moment, though, we remain imprisoned.
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