The Taste Of Freedom

I read once that ex-prisoners, especially those incarcerated for long periods of their lives, have trouble adjusting to life outside the can. One guy, even after his release, only felt the urge to pee at a specific time of day, according to his 'schedule' in jail.

Let me just say, sans melodrama, that I understand perfectly how they feel.

The taste of freedom can be overwhelming. Our human mind is conditioned in such a way that it's sometimes hard to break out of a long-acquired habit.

I'm free now that the dreaded exams are finally over (the result is yet to be out, but that's subject for another blog entry...)

Free to pick up a book and read till my eyes hurt. Free to hang out with my friends or watch movies or just go to the beach and dream the whole day long without feeling a twinge of guilt.

But wait! Am I, really?

The day my exams ended, I headed straight to Popular to get Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys. The next day, I picked it up, flipped it open...

...and my mind said Don't you have to study?! and I went Oh, yea, I have to study, DARN! and then Heyyyy waitaminute exams are OVER, what do you mean I have to study???!!!

See the wonderful power of the human mind? Now I have to retrain and reprogramme my mind and body, to get it out of that hyperalert, hypertense state it has been in for the last 4 weeks.

It's a task I know I'm particularly going to enjoy!