may 16, 2024

I am young enough to be in high school looking for a green polo shirt which I find on a hanger in my closet instead of the white and yellow shirt I am wearing. As I descend the stairs to the kitchen a few other kids are waiting to load into the two vehicles outside and caravan to school. They brought a dog with them that is a curiosity to both of my dogs and in their frenzy are getting mud and snow everywhere in the kitchen. I go outside to get into a vehicle and the seats are a wasteland of mud and snow from the dogs having ridden in the vehicles. My jeans are no longer faded blue but now a perfect white and I am stopped from climbing in to either vehicle. As I contemplate a long walk to school the light from the guards flashlight being pointed into my cell for his prolonged examination of a cell whose appearance has not changed since inmates stopped yelling two and a half hours ago, forces me awake. I don't know what holds his attention but it is more than a cursory check. Yes, it is creepy to realize someone is examining you while you lay unconscious with a sleep induced erection. "For safety," of course. They won't tell the inmates yelling between calls to be quiet but they do come stare at you while your blanket has a bulge.

​Yesterday, I forgot to mention, I spoke to my attorney. We ran out of time but she said she will look to set another appointment soon. "Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away..." but, for now I will need to "Let it Be" or if I am feeling up to it, I suppose I could "take a sad song and make it better." Seems doable as long as "all you need is love."