Pure Freedom

I couldn't agree more with this


I never experienced real freedom until I drove solo up the pacific coast last year. No obligations. No responsibilities. The only thing that mattered was where the road would take me. I remember the sun rising ahead of me my first morning on the road. A blanket of warmth draped over me followed by a rush of adrenaline. I was doing it! I'd long dreamed of a trip like this. Just me and the open road. Pure freedom. I didn't have a destination. Why bother? I didn't need one. The journey was what I craved. The experience left a permanent mark on me and in some ways felt more like a pilgrimage. Pure freedom. Everyone should feel it at least once in their lifetime.