I only survived the last few years with a little help from my friends. I owe quite a bit of gratitude to the world, and this is my feeble start. Most are long reads, and all are squishy mushy ones. Please spread the love to the people mentioned. They are bright lights!
These are prison-related posts. They may be about the faces I loved there, and the masks I wore. They may simply be a memory, or could be locationally-set within a cage. The ones written while incarcerated are prefaced with "unlocked". These can be overwhelming simply because the world described here is (hopefully) out of your element. So, before you read, I want to start you with two thoughts that are important to remember. (1) I am home now. (2) I was loved through it all.