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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

Twelve months of my life have been changed traumatically as I navigated Nottoway Correctional Center in Virginia. Now I will express that there were amazing triumphs in the year 2025, but that's not what this story is about. So sit back, and thank whatever deity you believe in that you aren't in prison. The first memory that I wish to forget is when Steve asked me if I wanted to make some money. He and I weren't social at all, but his celly and I were old workout buddies, so

I'm wide awake at 3 AM, on December 31st, 2025, celebrating my 49th birthday in my bunk. A wave of nausea collided with me as I braced my hand on the barred window. I made it 27 years in a cell, and now I'm starting my last year in my 40s. My head was ringing with cathedral bells as I blocked the noise with music from my tablet. I closed my eyes and began cardiac coherence, centering my breathing as the hand of my celly Ryan smacked my stomach as he shouted, "Happy birthday,