It is now 8:30 PM on Wednesday.
There was a fight in the Rec yard between two inmates, and so at 5:30 PM we were all sent back to the cells. We have not been locked in the cells, but there is not much to do.
I was yearning for something sweet. Tomorrow is Commissary Day, and although last week I bought ten Hershey bars and four Honey Buns, I ate them all in five days. And I am stuck in the damn unit with nothing to munch on. So the last two days have been sweet-less!
Well, this is prison.
The enclosed typed two page letter took me the better part of two hours to complete. Is that slow or fast? Doesn’t really matter which, since it is what it is.
I had hoped to edit the pages and send out you a clean copy. I thought that what I would do is type some rough draft during the day, print it out before 3:00 PM, take it to the unit during the 4:30 PM count for proofing, go back to Rec at 5:00 PM and make corrections, and then type a good copy.
Well, that plan failed immediately, so then the letter was delayed a day, and who knows what tomorrow will bring. Well, I will edit the enclosed letter and send you a cleaned up copy so you can see the difference.
Actually, I will probably end up standing an hour waiting in line at commissary. It is post week when the inmate pay is posted for the month.
Most guys blow the whole load in one week.