Mind Over Miles

Well, I finally did it — I completed one of the hardest goals I set for myself in prison: I ran a half-marathon.13.1 miles… actually, 13.2 for good measure. Before I came here, the farthest I had ever run was about 4.5 miles — and honestly, I never wanted to go...

Little Signs of the Finish Line

This week had a little bit of everything: laughs, setbacks, milestones, and one more reminder that the finish line is creeping closer. Let’s start with one of those “only in prison” moments. My buddy Matt — yeah, the one who burned himself making me a birthday pizza —...

Dungeon Relocation and Wing 1 Blues

This week brought an unexpected — and honestly, pretty frustrating — change. Out of nowhere, the counselor called me in and told me I was being moved to Wing 1. When I asked why, she just gave the usual vague answer: “I’m just trying to mix things up.” Translation:...

Bittersweet Moves and Ketchup Mistakes

This week was kind of a bittersweet one. It started with one of my good friends — and my cube mate — getting transferred to the other building. He’s the same guy who burned himself making me a pizza for my birthday (I mentioned him in a previous post). He’s a real...

Freedom Run, Prison Lockdown

This week was a pretty big one for me — and another dramatic one for the compound. But honestly, most weeks are at least interesting when you live in a prison camp. First, some good news: July 1st marked my official halfway point! Half my time is now behind me — more...