Freedom

Throughout all of last week, the only song that kept ringing in my head was Beyoncé’s freedom. I was spending every single day in the library doing essays and reading, and I was so tired. All I wanted was freedom. Of course, Beyoncé sings of a different freedom from assignments and exams stress, but the lyrics still felt personal to me because of said stress. Especially the chorus:

Freedom! Freedom! I can’t move

Freedom, cut me loose!

Freedom! Freedom! Where are you?

Cause I need freedom too!

These lyrics were what got me through the horrible period of deadlines. I’m so happy that I didn’t have any exams and instead I just had essays (which were no fun either). But finally, I’m done. And I’m back to having freedom. But I still feel that the lyrics apply to me still, especially the ‘I can’t move’ part of. This is because since handing in my last assignment on Tuesday (I still have my dissertation to do for May), all I’ve done is sleep. I haven’t done any work on my dissertation or for next semester. Three days of just sleeping, waking up to eat and then back to sleep or if I can’t sleep back to Netflix. I feel like a zombie.

So starting from tomorrow (because I still have to finish sleeping for today), I am going to use my freedom for something other than sleeping and Netflix. I will leave my room, and apartment, and even Leicester and go and do something proactive and fun. Something more fulfilling than sleeping all day. I am going to take back my freedom like Beyoncé intended and go and explore the city of York with my friends.