However, to me it is like being trapped or incarcerated in prison, it is a loss of my freedom, my freedom to choose where and when I can travel. Or maybe it can be compared to an overwhelming feeling of claustrophobia.
And why am I feeling this way you may ask? It is because my passport is in the process of being re-newed! It is not in my possession.
So I guess until my new passport, passport number four, is issued to me I just need to remember to practice patience and to take a few deep breaths. I know this stressful time will pass and my freedom will be restored but until then... I am not happy!