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A blizzard came down on our facility, placing us on Yellow Status, meaning only essential personnel were being called in. This meant that for the incarcerated men, outside was not on the menu. So workouts started and card games as men swarmed the six phones, calling out into the world. Life in prison didn't stop because of the elements; they adapted. That was why Haneef and I started working out. Each morning, Monday through Friday, we trained our aging bodies to stay healthy

Once incarcerated, an offender can become whatever he wants: a kingpin, a Division I recruit for a prestigious college, a porn star, the leader of an infamous gang, or a former Navy Seal. These are some of the men who can't accept the reality of being a state number in prison blues, so they lie. Bill, a 40-something white man with a fading green flute-like tattoo on the left side of his face, is a liar. He's frail, bald, and wearing wire frames. His story is that of pure nons

Finally, I'm back in college. My mind has been wrapped in crafting my fourth screenplay, and I completed that Sunday, the night before my return to studying for my associate degree. Now that I'm done with figuring out an ending for two unique characters, I'm in bed early, dreaming of what I'll learn in Western Civilization. Hopefully something useful. Ramutu and I would be taking two classes together this semester. This made me excited, because he too is passionate about atta