Despite my incarceration, I had a great year. I can't express how lucky I feel sometimes. Yes, time is difficult in prison. I miss my family, friends, and the things that regular folks do in the free world. Sometimes, I don't know what I miss about the streets. I only know how to survive and take care of myself in prison. This is where I grew up. Knowing that, I find comfort in my well-being and transformation.
So, I received 512 letters; I wrote 508 letters; I had 48 visits; and I made 113 collect calls this year. That's pretty amazing to me.
I'm excited about the challenges in 2005.