Perchance to dream

Lately even my freedom to dream has been impinged upon. Exploring alleyways along the chosen route of life sometimes leads to alternative thoroughfares. Do you backtrack? It was a clear and chosen path to somewhere. Can you backtrack, or were you led down this alleyway by another? Does this new road to run parallel to your former path? Or is there a curve or turn just out of sight that might take you to... elsewhere? Will you soon be lost; or perhaps are already?
Too many turns, to many alleyways, too many others. Pretty soon you find your dreams no longer attainable from wherever the hell you find yourself now. Don't tell me that life is a process and things change. Let me tell you instead how it gets away from you if you aren't attentive.
Now how did I miss that s?

Freedom

There is no such thing as freedom. At best you might choose your master and the chains with which you are bound. But, too often in this overcrowded, over legislated, world of consumerism even that is not within your power.

Let me see