Freedom is not my cup of tea!

I keep telling myself: " breath... breath ,.. do not hold your breadth." Then again I often catch myself holding my breadth ; suppressing life within my heart . I guess despite of all the years I've spent in the new places where I have unlimited access to fresh air (where i can breath as fully as i want to for free), the idea of living to the fullest and breathing life in thoroughly has not yet become my cup of tea. After all, I'm an immigrant. in the land I came from they don't put free " fresh air " on the market for ordinary consumers like me. Salome N.