The Freedom-Dilemma
The sky always wins in the end

It came back with a broken wing, needing the family’s warm embrace. Aerial roads are full of dangers. Winds are not moms; they don’t caress. They slap and push and break comfort zones, introducing to you life’s demanding roles. Home becomes a large magnet; you want to go back to the familiar nest. Flying towards it, you sense the conflict; you want independence but you only like its profit. Oh, it only comes as a pair; the cost is always beside. Take it or live it, dear self; it’s time to decide. But, even if you reject this pair about independence, your choice will also have a pair like this, so compare. Which of the two costs worth its profit, according to your criteria? Make your lists, observe, search your inner encyclopedia. While focused on the monologue inside, it forgot the pain of the bone; at home arrived. It was ready to say “I’m not going out there again mom”, but stopped and thought let’s sleep on it tonight. Enjoyed the treatment of the mother, thinking that she won’t be here forever. The next morning, preening by mom had brought results. Nightly underneath procedures had calculated the costs. The sky was calling through the salpinx of freedom. Our bird answered back by flying towards Helios.

Preening: a maintenance behavior found in birds that involves the use of the beak to position feathers, interlock feather barbules that have become separated, clean plumage, and keep ectoparasites in check. Salpinx: a trumpet-like instrument of the ancient Greeks. Helios: the Sun
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