Progshim
Procrastination is a skill.
There are precious few places left where a person can experience real freedom. I've watched my world slowly get smaller and darker as each generation surrenders a bit more freedom than the one before. They do it with little thought because their freedoms were given to them. By people who understood that freedoms are worth fighting for, and even dying for. Privacy has become a quaint notion of times past. When people talk about privacy now, they say things like "That would be nice, but.." and they don't seem to realize that THIS IS the choice they made, they could have privacy if only they made it a priority. The men and women that sacrificed in order to ensure my freedoms knew how easily they could be lost, and the danger of complacence. Purely by chance, I was born in a place where I am free to explore my thoughts and discover my beliefs, to like what I like, and to say the words behind my eyes just because they're true. But I'm a bit ashamed now because I've lost some of the freedoms that were given to me at birth, and privacy is only the latest. I enjoyed walking without fear all night down dark streets, trusting candy from strangers, or dragging a neighbor's misbehaving child home to his grateful parents. Those freedoms are all but gone and I'm aware of the part I've played in losing them. I don't remember who said that "The price of freedom is eternal vigilance", but I get it now.