Jonathan Franzen - Freedom (257) lyrics

Almost everybody in his dorm communicated with their parents daily, if not hourly, and although this did make him feel unexpectedly grateful to his own parents, who had been far cooler and more respectful of his wishes than he'd been able to appreciate as long as he lived next door to them, it also touched off something like a panic. He'd asked for his freedom, they'd granted it, and he couldn't go back now.