Bars

Bars. 

One word. At least three meanings.

You can be imprisoned by bars, material ones or mental cages.

Or you can drink in bars.

Or you can lift bars.

They can own you ... or you can own them.

They can keep you out, or bring you in.

You can run from your life, or you can run your life. And no matter how much you try to say otherwise, it's really just all you. All the time. Making choices.

Where is your head right now?

Where is your life going?

Are you happy?

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