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There are so many jails: The jail of tedium and routine. The jail of a cubicle or teleconference or to-do-list. The jail of what they did to you seven years ago (it was truly awful). The jail of a big, relentless dream anchored to a painfully distant tomorrow. The jail of an alarm clock, punch clock, traffic cop. The jail of your body not collaborating with the lithe truth of your spirit. The jail of diets and therapy and resumes and your parents’ opinions on just about anything…READ ON, then set yourself free…

Laurie Perez for Rebelle Society