This past Thursday: those who know me well, know my time is incredibly valuable. I could not let this day go to waste, so I grabbed a bite to eat and designed the course of my day. Lately, I have sunk knee-deep into my creative cycle. This usually consists of a great degree of isolation and a lot of writing, reading and reflecting. A certain degree of isolation breeds the purest form of creativity and inspiration. I've found that it's easier to explore the depths of the self by setting much-needed-self-imposed limitations upon myself. The products have been nothing less of reassuring. I think you will find that freedom, among many things, has no state of infinity, but rather entails the acknowledgment that the self requires a unit of government. To most, freedom is the freedom to express freely without any dire consequence. Reflect on how inconsiderate that definition is; freedom at the expense of the freedom of others. Do not think me restrained because I pose limitations on myself. I am free because I am aware certain aspects of myself must be constrained during certain intervals of my existence. I say that to say this: Thursday was undoubtedly one of the most refreshing days I have experienced. It was a delight to break free from the grasp of solitude. Solitude is a cruel mistress. Shattering my vow not to eat Mickey D's had to be the most delightful aspect of my day: I went without it for 4 short months. One thing that I did realize due to the events of that day: friends are easily obtained, but friendships, seldom. Many friends, yet very few friendships.