“Alright LT… lets fast forward 1 month from today. You’ve been retired now for… what…. a week or so? And you’re walking up to the register at Target… you get up to the check out person and you think… Man… this dude has absolutely NO idea what I have been through on a daily basis […]
I need to set the stage by giving the “layout” of my “house” so that you can get as close as possible to visualizing the following interaction. Even though… lets be honest… unless you have lived behind these walls… thankfully you won’t ever be able to genuinely grasp the reality of this environment. But we
Good Morning World. I say this because I come to you in the wee hours of Monday morning after a wonderfully hot… tremendously sweaty…. gloriously oppressed weekend of being locked down in the unit. Ahhh the joys of prison life. You don’t think about how much other people’s behavior is going to directly impact your
We have arrived at one our lovely limited computer access weekends over here. (Exasperated sigh and pause leading into a side note on this matter). I tell myself as I am approaching the computer that I am not going to tell you about my lack of computer access because it is complain-y and pointless to
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Alright… it has been 9 days and a wake up since I moved into A Unit and started the next phase of this marathon. And I am surprisingly pleased to report that the experience thus far has been overwhelmingly positive. In some ways… shockingly so. The simple fact that I now live on the North
I heard the chatter before I heard the news. This is how things typically go behind these walls. “Hollywood. They’re moving you homeboy. RDAP time bro”… I hear from multiple guys as I leave work Wednesday afternoon and walk back to “my” unit that apparently will no longer be my unit in a matter of
I look down at my left wrist… 9:58am. I have now been awake for 6 hours with nothing in my body besides coffee and willpower. I need to eat. Usually by this time… I have made myself a nice, “fresh” salad with my trusty bag of tuna alongside but today has been one of those
Basically the whole tribe is on some version of summer vacation this week. We got Palm Springs… we got Santa Claus (Yes… it is a real place)… we got Spain…. we got Copenhagen. My people are out there livin’ and I love it. Throughout the week… there have been multiple instances where guys would ask
I shouldn’t be here today. I should be in Northern California with my family (well most of it) and the ones that aren’t there…should be there as well but because I am not… they are not. I should be waking up and helping everyone get ready to launch our girl… my oldest niece… into symbolic
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Father’s Day weekend. Man… Father’s Day weekend behind these gates is a unique experience to say the least. As I woke up this morning…. I laid on my rack and thought about my boys. I thought about how incredibly bad I wanted to be with them… for our reality not to be reality and I