I don't really have much to write about. These past few days, I have been so caught up in the books I'm reading that they have taken me, mentally, to an entirely different place. Dan Brown has written some A-M-A-Z-I-N-G books - insightful and thought provoking, yet written in a way that's always keeping you in just the right amount of suspense.
"White Boy" who lives in my wing, said to me the other day that I'm always reading. What else am I supposed to do? Certainly not involve myself in the regular prison drama or go find girlfriends to sneak around with when guards aren't around!
I'm glad I get the time to read all the books I've always wanted to read but never had enough time to, and more. Can't let my brain rot away during my stay! If only I had a more comfortable bed or nice cushioned couches as opposed to plastic chairs to sit on. After a while, my butt huts like a!#$Q@#!
I swear, when I get out, I will kiss the couches I sit on and thank God each night for the bed I sleep on! Amongst many other things I will have an extreme deep appreciation for. I know, things could be a lot worse and I'm grateful for conditions that are fairly tolerable. Although, it's still on the majorly sucky side and far far from pleasant.
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