Blowin' It Up

As disgusting as this may be, the most freedom I have ever felt in my entire life was in an airport bathroom.  I did not care at all about what the other bathroom occupants thought of me (though I hardly ever care what anyone thinks about me).  I was likely never going to see any of the international dumpers again.  I did not memorize their face and no one ever looked me in the eye.  The whole freedom of releasing whatever you want in an airport bathroom, no matter how gruesome the sounds, is that you simply let stuff happen and do not try to change it.  The freedom is that you are no longer a slave to what other people think of you.  You have placed yourself higher than the chains of self-glorification.