64) This Too Will Pass

Thesia has got to be one of the most gangsta bitches to ever walk the Earth's surface. Thesia is my grandmother. Mother of my mother. I received a letter from her today and it really lifted my spirits. She touched on a few subjects, but basically she was telling me to not let this prison stint break me. Instead of ending the letter with a formal personal script, she ended the letter with a quote.... "This too will pass." How gangsta is that?

The funny thing about solitary confinement is that each individual gets to analyze their life from a perspective that a person beyond the walls rarely experiences... Beyond the wall the struggle continues. Niggas still have to hustle to put food on their family's table, niggas still have to hustle to keep a roof over their family's heads, and niggas still have to hustle to keep clothes on their family's back. Providing these things can be stressful to someone on the bricks, but the life of an inmate is stress-free for sure. I think this "stress-free" life is the reason so many people return to prison. As an inmate, you will be housed... As an inmate, you will be fed... As an inmate, clothing will be provided for you. Shit, if they sold pussy in commissary I think mother fuckers would be beating a path to get locked up in this joint.

The light's in my cell came on a few minutes ago. It scared the shit outta your boy. Damn, I need a haircut bad!

I just noticed that the cricket is not chirping anymore. With the lights on I can read while I take a shit. Before the lights came back on I had to lay prone on the floor (No homo) in front of the cell door to get the little bit of light to read or write. The cell looks different for some reason....

Breakfast has come and gone 3 times and the lights are still on. They have not gone off since coming back on. The C.O. came by my cell to gloat. Eight words were all he spoke...
"And the Lord said, Let There Be Light." The word hate does no justice to the way I feel about this mother fucker!

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