If we were given a bird’s wings and complete freedom – what would we do then? Do we really dare to fly where we dreamed?
And if someone would give a million bucks and say, stop working, travel the world without a return ticket, after all, you’ve always said you want to – could I leave?
Hundreds of anchors hold me here: hands of loved ones, streets of memories, and benches of first dates, even clouds that once flew over a childhood yard.
And I love it – my captivity. Therefore, I always come back.
© Fortune, 2009
If you could, would you leave your life and do what you’ve always dreamed of?