"Freedom to love" is a phrase that echoed in my mind all day long. Maybe I'll end up writing poems about it. Maybe I'll just enjoy the concept, and the hope that it might loosen the shackles of intellectual respectability and responsibility that I have tried to honor for so long (too long?) until I can slip out of them entirely. Then I might go and play with the fairies in the forests or the lizards in the woods and rekindle my first love for all things beautiful.