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Years ago, I determined that the 3 most important things to me were my writing, my relationships, and my freedom. I have few relationships. I write a lot. Yay. Freedom? I'm not sure that being stuck in the burbs is freedom. True, it's a roof, and the doors are not locked... but they may as well be. I've become increasingly agoraphobic. I fear my neighbors. There's nowhere to go. Even the food store is too far away. It's often I go 3 or 4 days without leaving the apartment.