You can't blast this noise. You can't come and go as you please, where you please, for as long as you please. You can't watch these movies, play these video games, pluck at this guitar, tickle these ivories all damn day long as you may like. You can no longer be whatever and whomever you want. You can't spend this money. You can't pet this bunny. You can't buy whatever you want. You can't freely travel. You can't move here or there, anywhere. You can't eat this fantastic pasta dish. You can't leave the person you bed with. You can't be selfish. You can't free yourself from the forever prison and trap of parenthood. You can't have this silence. You can't have this peace. You can't sleep for as long as you want, whenever you want. You can't stay up all night. You can't have this privacy. You can't display these lights. You can't save money. You can't have nice things. You can't have anything for yourself that is only your own. You can't eat as much as you want. You can't be weird or too silly. You can't draw or create this art. You can't spend days lounging in bed. You can't be this lazy. You can't be this messy. You can't have this kind of sex. You can't date. You can't be late. You can't experience new things on your own. You can't have these freedoms and more.

I can. I can do all of it. And, that you can't do any of it was the choice you made.