Independence

I spend three days out of my week talking about this topic.
I cover the facts, stating things that occurred to grant our country this privileged state of being.
I've entertained the subject as it pertains to my own life as an individual.
And I've never been more confused.

As a defined term in the English language it means: (n) freedom from the control, influence, support, aid, or the like, of others.
I am only as free as my life allows me to be at this point.
Who has control?
Certainly not me.
And it seems to be that the more "Independent" I become, the more dependent I think I am.

I need to be a part of something.
I need to be a part of a people.
I need to belong.
And isn't that absolute dependency?

In an effort to not over-analyze this, my thinking on this topic started when my room-mate moved out.
Sometimes you don't know how important people are to you until they are gone.
And when they are gone, how alone you made them feel.
Though independent, i am still sorry.