It's not often that I have nightmares, but I had one today. I couldn't remember the details of it, but it was scary. I dreamed that my friend Mike was being carried away on a gurney getting ready to be executed. I was holding onto his hand and walking alongside him. The prison guard ordered me to let go but I refused. Somehow, Mike got off the gurney and ran toward some high voltage wires. He electrocuted himself. The prison guard told me that I was getting a write-up. If found guilty, I would lose my parole date. I can't explain how bad I was feeling.
I don't know why I had that dream. Hopefully, it was from some issues that I didn't internalize and let go. I gotta keep myself in check.
Someone got hurt badly and went to the hospital this afternoon. After the guards searched everyone in the building for Mark, they couldn't find the attacker. The building is on lockdown for now. However, I don't think it's going to last long. Someone will snitch soon.
I want to wake up from this nightmare of incarceration.