24 years, that is how much time I have spent in prison, continously. Sometime next year I may have the oppurtunity to enter the “real world”. This is a truely scarey thought. I have dreamt about all of things I want to do, now I may get that chance.
What most people take for granted I desire the most. I want to be able to stand out in the wilderness at night, under a clear sky and spend hours gazing up at the stars. I took college courses on astronomy while I was in Walla Walla. I am facinated with the cosmos. They say we are built out of the same stuff as the stars.
I would like to fall in love, what is that like I wonder. I thought I was once. I met a girl off an internet pen pal site. I thought she was the one, but as it turned out she was more interested in the idea of writing to a prisoner than actually becoming involved with one. It was a horrible experience.