"Bondage...

...is of the mind; freedom too is of the mind.  If you say 'I am a free soul.  I am a son of God who can bind me' free you shall be."
-Ramakrishna


Disclaimer:  I'm not a history buff and I like to pull opinions out of my ass.  However, I feel like the 4th of July is a false illusion giving Americans a reason to BBQ and drink.  Sure, our forefathers "gained" freedom in the sense that they put their feet down and declared that they were sick of belonging to England.  Psychological freedom is one of the hardest things to accomplish.  But how many of us are psychologically free today?  I'd love to meet anyone who is.


Documented Adventure #2:  Spending July 4th in NYC.
Jon and I found a superb kosher pizza place for dinner (Bravo) and then made it down to Chelsea Pier for the evening.  My first time really hanging out with his dad took place at an open bar...not entirely sure if that was the smartest idea.  But at least I packed my PB&J drunk sandwich!  The fireworks were spectacular and then we ventured off to his mom's/Stephen's apartment.  Truth be told, I hate the subway.  In fact, I spend the entire ride reminding myself to breath and that it will all be over soon.  It's either that or a full blown anxiety attack.  Seeing as the fireworks had just ended, EVERYONE was cramming their way underground to hop onto a train home.   I don't like eating sardines and I sure as hell don't like feeling like one- especially when the temperature is ballsin'.  We jumped onto the final train of our trip and 20 seconds later our friend Raanan jumped onto the same train.  Our travel paths were completely different yet somehow ended up crossing.  It made me so happy.  The night ended on the 17th floor of an apartment building with an adult sleepover*.  And we all slept happily ever after...kind of.

*An adult sleepover can be defined as a sleepover that takes place between adults sleeping in different beds while still in the same room.  The term is popularly used in regards to a couple who have chosen to sleep separately because they want to successfully get a good night's rest and the beds are too small for them to sleep together and still accomplish this.