Reply #7: Hey... here's my little story...

[Writer]

I'm a former corporate television worker transplanted (against her will) to a small city near the Rockies. I sit here, having completed my Master's now, jobless yet frightened as hell of becoming a stay at home mom. I hear the drumbeat of inevitability marching my way, and I understand well that if I stay and watch the parade I'm going to get sucked in to this empty, souless, manmade "society," conducting myself in the manner that has been preordained to me by said society as a married woman. I just need to suck it up, let Mr. Writer carry home the bacon, and I can birth babies and "be happy."

But I seek freedom, man. I wish I could rip off my clothes, fly into the fields yonder, run, gather my inner wind, run, and find who I truly am as a young woman in the United States today.

This is not a statement on Mr. Writer, but a statement on the world today and all its godless limitations.