Prison Pete
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Time Waits for No Man.
I have not had a letter from my Dad in over two weeks. I mention this because shortly after their visit, that is what my dad wrote in a letter, he was going to write me twice a week.
Monday night when I got your letter, I was pushed further down not because of anything you wrote, just that I could have probably used some more mail for some others too. I tried your cell phone to see if the call would actually go through and I would have called you the next day. I have not even tried your number prior to this because I knew it was not really much of an option.
In the past, I would call my parents and try to get some emotional support. It usually did not work out that way, but I tried. This time I have not. I am not even talking about discussing a specific issue. More like hey I am feeling blue, I call home and get cheered up. It just is not an option.
What I have learned is that it takes time to climb out of a funk. Some things move the process faster, but it still takes time.
I am awaiting the books you said you shipped, and that is certainly one of those things that add a boost to the journey upward. Hopefully the books you sent will be here tomorrow, since there is no mail on Friday. The act of getting the 'package' will give me an instant boost, and then depending on what books you enclosed, further emotional boosts will occur. So my emotional state as I write this will not be the same as you read it, I HOPE!!! (HA HA HA)
Then again there is that saying about cheer up things could be worse, so I cheered up and sure enough they got worse.
I am blessed and honored to have you as a friend. I hope you understand how much richer my life is because of all your efforts, (books, letters, research, blog, sounding board, etc.) and I want you to know I am always thinking of you and your life and hopefully can from time to time say some things that enrich your life.
It is closing on 9:00 PM and I need to proof and print this letter, and add the post and get it in the mail.
I am not cooking tonight. Roger and I had spaghetti with a red octopus sauce for lunch today, and mess hall diner was one slice of pizza. I am not all that hungry, and will probably just have a cheese sandwich later. I do need to still take my daily shower.
Will be working on more stuff over this long weekend so expect the next letter to Wednesday I hope.
Damn that clock does not stop for no man. It is now 10:20 PM and I am just printing out this last page. I did do a quick one pager to Mom and Dad. Where is a laser printer when you need it?
Monday night when I got your letter, I was pushed further down not because of anything you wrote, just that I could have probably used some more mail for some others too. I tried your cell phone to see if the call would actually go through and I would have called you the next day. I have not even tried your number prior to this because I knew it was not really much of an option.
In the past, I would call my parents and try to get some emotional support. It usually did not work out that way, but I tried. This time I have not. I am not even talking about discussing a specific issue. More like hey I am feeling blue, I call home and get cheered up. It just is not an option.
What I have learned is that it takes time to climb out of a funk. Some things move the process faster, but it still takes time.
I am awaiting the books you said you shipped, and that is certainly one of those things that add a boost to the journey upward. Hopefully the books you sent will be here tomorrow, since there is no mail on Friday. The act of getting the 'package' will give me an instant boost, and then depending on what books you enclosed, further emotional boosts will occur. So my emotional state as I write this will not be the same as you read it, I HOPE!!! (HA HA HA)
Then again there is that saying about cheer up things could be worse, so I cheered up and sure enough they got worse.
I am blessed and honored to have you as a friend. I hope you understand how much richer my life is because of all your efforts, (books, letters, research, blog, sounding board, etc.) and I want you to know I am always thinking of you and your life and hopefully can from time to time say some things that enrich your life.
It is closing on 9:00 PM and I need to proof and print this letter, and add the post and get it in the mail.
I am not cooking tonight. Roger and I had spaghetti with a red octopus sauce for lunch today, and mess hall diner was one slice of pizza. I am not all that hungry, and will probably just have a cheese sandwich later. I do need to still take my daily shower.
Will be working on more stuff over this long weekend so expect the next letter to Wednesday I hope.
Damn that clock does not stop for no man. It is now 10:20 PM and I am just printing out this last page. I did do a quick one pager to Mom and Dad. Where is a laser printer when you need it?
Comments:
Sorry to hear you're in a funk again, Pete. I owe you a letter, but just haven't had time to write. I hope to get one out to you during Thanksgiving break. Until then, just hang in there.
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