Another visit by family. After hours of therapeutic complaining we get to normal conversation which is the something good I get in some of the letters people send; a sense of normalcy. We took some pictures which took a few attempts at a smile before we found a real one. The smirk of failed smile attempts is always awkward. I guess it is good that someone sent money to my account because the cost of pictures is debited from the inmate account at $2 each. It is hard to hear about everything I am missing.
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