Zach Horwitz

As my head is still bobbin from the bands rocking out on the yard this afternoon… I figured I would take those good vibes inside and write a little something about gratitude. I have had such an overwhelming sense of gratitude this whole week. Given the fact that it was Thanksgiving… it is certainly fitting […]

Well… it is that time of year… it’s holiday season at T.I… Although we celebrate every single national holiday in a uniquely fantastic way in here… I feel like Thanksgiving and Christmas are the show stoppers and this week is Thanksgiving week. When I first got to T.I… I constantly thought about the holidays… mostly

Can’t tell you where it came from or why but I wrote my boys an email this morning and I wanted to share… as maybe there is a parent out there at the beginning of his or her journey… whatever journey that may be… that can find some peace in knowing that we are going

I want to share something special this week. Every night for the past 5+ months, I have walked the track with a guy in here that I would genuinely call a friend (I know this goes against rule #1 of T.I. but sometimes you gotta bend the rules a bit). We have talked about life…

I always loved playing some sort of question game during dinner parties that would spark interesting and dynamic conversations… take people outside of their comfort zones and mostly avoid the dreaded, mundane, surface level talk that tends to happen at most meal gatherings. I started thinking about the fact that my nightly track walks in

Man…. memories. The slideshow of my life outside these walls that plays in my mind on a daily basis is one of the best survival tools that I have been able to tap into since I have been at T.I. It allows for me to “escape” this reality for even a few moments and transport

When thinking about what is going on in my world this week… for some reason I kept coming back to dreams. I love them. I have always had a fascination with dreaming and the possible meaning behind them. What makes us dream… why can we only remember bits and pieces (if any of our dreams)…

I was listening to a song by Dermott Kennedy while walking the track the other night and one of the lyrics caught my attention… during the first verse there is a line…”birds need a reason to sing”. I immediately started the track over (because you can’t rewind or fast forward the actual song on our

Well… let’s just say the last 3 weeks have been unique to say the least. I have to begin with the week of September 16th… my oldest son’s 5th birthday. I could feel myself starting to get extremely anxious the week before his birthday week… all of the thoughts that I have tried to control

It is 6:58pm on Friday night and I am sitting in my room reading a book… feet propped up on my little “desk” drawer and all of the sudden I hear the unit officer yell, “REC!”. Immediately my brain explodes with curiosity and confusion… “What??!! Did I just hear that correctly?? We are allowed to