I imagined I was a bird that could fly anywhere I wanted. The place I wanted to be was in a meadow surrounded by meek and elegant flowers. The sky a dark grey with bright remnants of orange-yellow sun shining through the gloom.

In the half-light, I felt invigorated. Power surged through me in the form of adrenaline and curiosity. I stood tall, rooting myself in this force but also letting it lull me into a sense of peace.

This is where I let myself be free. This is where I was me.