July 18, 2023

My current cell is in the newer section of the prison. Battleship gray concrete floor with concrete blocks about 8" x 16". About 11 blocks deep by 4 1/2 blocks wide, less a corner off the pressured rectangle to angle off from half the long wall to half the short. That leaves a narrow segment for the door. Solid steel with the narrow window. Upon entering the cell, the stainless steel toilet/sink is on the angled wall on your left. Straight ahead is a window about ten blocks off the floor, itself about half the room wide and three blocks tall. Above that is another two rows of block to the concrete ceiling. The remaining corner of the room is the concrete slab for the mattress pad. I tend to sleep with my head toward the toilet so the flashlight from the guards doesn't catch my eyelids so easily and have been managing better sleep. Otherwise the light seems to sneak in under eye masks and eye covers. My perpetual headache seems to be doing better at the moment as well. More sleep and less milk are the only big changes. The meals are still a little short on protein and heavy on carbs but my body has been doing way better than jail.

​I read through a bunch of old messages so a few people really got their moneys worth to write to me. I never want to name anyone specific for fear it would leave some people feeling left out. I suppose I should write more often and when I am in better moods instead of just expressing my greatest angst.

If I had the talent for it, I suppose my heart would paint my kids as a full moon on a beautiful night and all the people who send me messages are the stars. Now I want to listen to Don McClean - Vincent. Damn, I wish I had music. Damn, I want to call my sister and talk about music. I want to call my other sister in Montana and tell her about a book I am reading with "Montana" in the title. "I want, I want, I want..." What a selfish jerk? Thank you, those of you, that help me through another day. What I wouldn't give for just a current picture of my kids...