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I often wonder… how much of this wildly insane “social experiment” am I going to remember on the other side of this journey? I know that I will remember the milestone moments… the truly unique characters… the aspects that weave my real life into the fabric of my ‘for now’ life but what about the […]

I wasn’t going to write about this. I don’t exactly know why. Maybe it felt too personal… maybe because it involved the boys and their Mom. I’m not certain as to the reason I felt that I could not share this experience but as I sat down to write… this was the only thing that

Well… I have good news and not so good news this week. Lets kick things off with the good news… I walked into the computer area on Thursday morning and to my absolute shock… sitting in front of half of the computers (all of them would just be too good to be true) were these

Let me take you back to last Sunday… “Oscar Sunday”. Now… the perspective that I am able to ‘unpack’ writing this today is one that I certainly could not have articulated or grasped at the beginning of the journey… which I guess… is part of the journey itself. But lets not get ahead of ourselves…

Okay… so I won’t bore you with the lack of communication and email access this week over here because… as I have said… it is all part of the journey that I cannot control so I will shed some tears and give you some ‘boo-hoo’s and now that that is done… here we go. Reading.

You know that feeling on Sunday night… you just got everything “done” for the day and it’s the time of the evening when the check list is all checked and the only thing consuming your thoughts is your plan for the week ahead. You can picture Monday morning… what time you’re going to wake up…

Natural disasters… war time tragedies… terror attacks… horrific car accidents… mass shootings. These events are life changing… life ending… absolutely devastating situations that all have one thing in common… after said event… “we” as a society cannot help ourselves but to immediately start to point the finger at a group that we don’t belong. We

Well… there has been a bit of an “incident” over here in F Unit that has caused the entire unit (which I happen to call home) to be locked down over the past few days meaning no visits… no calls… no emails… no TV… no nothing. We have transitioned to “modified lockdown” through New Years

Christmas music is playing throughout the ranges of the units and at work… the lobby is decorated with festive wrapping paper and a nice (well… nice-ish) little Christmas tree sits glowingly by the front door. The mood is festive and warm and here I am… embracing another holiday season in prison. It is still a

And just like that… another birthday passes behind these gates. This one was different though…. in a good way. As I woke up the morning of my birthday… I felt good… I felt the warmness of gratitude that has bled over from the week prior and I thought to myself… “today is going to be