On a friday dusk after a long day of work, I was walking home slowly knowing the day was over. I knew I had 2 days off ahead of me and was wondering what I would like to do, when something caught my tired eyes. A couple, holding hands and talking in a soft voice, then another, and another one. I saw them and thought to myself "I have nobody to come home to. Nobody I would expect to be at home waiting for me, everything the way I left it would stay the same way." I cracked a soft smile which turned into a joyful grin. I began laughing to myself quietly. I was so glad that I had nobody to worry me, I was my own man and at that point I realized how lucky I am to have opened my eyes at an early age. I pitied the men who were on leashes, men who would never find themselves and discover the peace of mind solitude brings.

My slow walk hastened from the excitement of freedom, I knew what I wanted to do that weekend...