Solitary Refinement Chapter 25
Dear Joshua April 3rd 2018
Hey Josh, I think I’m ready to talk to you again I just need to set something straight. Don’t talk bad about my wife. I get it, you see your friend being treated badly by his own wife and you want to say something about it and from your position I can see how you can see it’s not a ridiculous thing to wonder about. I just, I know she wouldn’t do that. If I let my mind wander that way I know that I’ll go crazy. I can’t take it to lose the hope of having my family back again one day.
So I got confirmation that I’m definitely not overreacting by being freaked out by Kal, just the other day I saw one of the guards that I hadn’t seen in a long time tell me he’d be worried if he was me. He said Kal’s cellmates never last this long and that Kal must be getting frustrated, said to be careful and watch my back. It seems as though the guards can’t do anything about behaviour like Kal’s though, until he actually does something to me and I make an official complaint they can’t move me or him or anything like that. How wonderful it is to have my fears confirmed and then be told that there is no solution available to me. I’m so freaking done, every morning I look in the mirror and I see a frightened pair of eyes in a weary body.
When I’m not working in the kitchen I’ve been in the library here, I just realized they had one recently. I used to like reading as a kid but as an adult after work and playing with the kids I always felt too tired to read and would fall asleep shortly after ever picking a book up. Now since I can barely sleep anyways I am actually able to read again. They have a few poetry books that I am enjoying, reading over and over as much as I can in the few minutes I have to spare. I love novels, but poetry is different. I’m learning lots of new words from them that I have to look up in the dictionary. It’s just so interesting that the pain and suffering of these poets chose to manifest itself in such beautiful ways. It helps me feel even though I’m going through this terrible season in my life, it can maybe just maybe mean something to somebody.
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Solitary Refinement Chapter 25
Dear Joshua April 3rd 2018
Hey Josh, I think I’m ready to talk to you again I just need to set something straight. Don’t talk bad about my wife. I get it, you see your friend being treated badly by his own wife and you want to say something about it and from your position I can see how you can see it’s not a ridiculous thing to wonder about. I just, I know she wouldn’t do that. If I let my mind wander that way I know that I’ll go crazy. I can’t take it to lose the hope of having my family back again one day.
So I got confirmation that I’m definitely not overreacting by being freaked out by Kal, just the other day I saw one of the guards that I hadn’t seen in a long time tell me he’d be worried if he was me. He said Kal’s cellmates never last this long and that Kal must be getting frustrated, said to be careful and watch my back. It seems as though the guards can’t do anything about behaviour like Kal’s though, until he actually does something to me and I make an official complaint they can’t move me or him or anything like that. How wonderful it is to have my fears confirmed and then be told that there is no solution available to me. I’m so freaking done, every morning I look in the mirror and I see a frightened pair of eyes in a weary body.
When I’m not working in the kitchen I’ve been in the library here, I just realized they had one recently. I used to like reading as a kid but as an adult after work and playing with the kids I always felt too tired to read and would fall asleep shortly after ever picking a book up. Now since I can barely sleep anyways I am actually able to read again. They have a few poetry books that I am enjoying, reading over and over as much as I can in the few minutes I have to spare. I love novels, but poetry is different. I’m learning lots of new words from them that I have to look up in the dictionary. It’s just so interesting that the pain and suffering of these poets chose to manifest itself in such beautiful ways. It helps me feel even though I’m going through this terrible season in my life, it can maybe just maybe mean something to somebody.
Solitary Refinement Chapter 10
Dear Joshua
October 15th 2017
What!? Are you serious?! Out on the curb with a free sign? Oh man that made me so upset I had to wait a few days to even reply to your letter. So I went to all the trouble to do extra work around here, often doing Trevor’s share too to get you that money. Then you wasted your own damn time picking that stupid trike up from whoever was selling it and dropped it off at my place. Liz knew exactly why it was there and still put it out on the curb. Did I ever tell you that I’m still giving Trevor my desserts as payment for that favour? I hope that little Nina didn’t see it and understand that it was meant for her before it got left out in the rain. I can see it all too clear in my head.
First she would see it and her eyes would light up, then she would start jumping up and down and giggling and screaming,
“Fir me fir me! Birfday Birfday yayyy!”
Then her brother would probably get her shoes and helmet while she was busy doing her happy dance so she could try it out right away. Then once she realized it was being taken away her mood would go back down, more slowly than it rose. Her grin would shift and tremble and then get stuck upside down. Her eyes would fill with tears as she tried to hold them back and then she wouldn’t be able to any longer and she’d just wail and wail and wail. Man I really hope that’s not how it went down.
What would she have said to poor little Nina?
“Sorry this isn’t for you?”
“This is here by mistake?”
“This is here from Daddy but you can’t have it?”
“Daddy is a bad guy and we don’t take things from bad guys?”
I just don’t get it man, it’s a birthday present for a child who has nothing to do with any of this. I hope Nina gets to have a fun party, she might not I was usually the one to plan all that and invite all her friends. This blows it’s not fair to anybody what does Liz think she’s gaining or doing by hurting her own daughter like this? It’s just so vindictive and bitchy. Freaking unbelievable.
Thanks anyways for doing all that work to get it to her, it must have been a pretty big inconvenience. Ugh this is so damn awful I can’t even think right now. I’ll try to think of something else for their Christmas presents once I’m not so upset. Her third birthday and I had one chance to do something special for her so she knows I’m still thinking of her and I blew it. What was I thinking if she’s not letting me see them why did I think she’d let them receive stuff from me. I guess I hoped she’d put the kids first.
Solitary Refinement Chapter 10
Dear Joshua
October 15th 2017
What!? Are you serious?! Out on the curb with a free sign? Oh man that made me so upset I had to wait a few days to even reply to your letter. So I went to all the trouble to do extra work around here, often doing Trevor’s share too to get you that money. Then you wasted your own damn time picking that stupid trike up from whoever was selling it and dropped it off at my place. Liz knew exactly why it was there and still put it out on the curb. Did I ever tell you that I’m still giving Trevor my desserts as payment for that favour? I hope that little Nina didn’t see it and understand that it was meant for her before it got left out in the rain. I can see it all too clear in my head.
First she would see it and her eyes would light up, then she would start jumping up and down and giggling and screaming,
“Fir me fir me! Birfday Birfday yayyy!”
Then her brother would probably get her shoes and helmet while she was busy doing her happy dance so she could try it out right away. Then once she realized it was being taken away her mood would go back down, more slowly than it rose. Her grin would shift and tremble and then get stuck upside down. Her eyes would fill with tears as she tried to hold them back and then she wouldn’t be able to any longer and she’d just wail and wail and wail. Man I really hope that’s not how it went down.
What would she have said to poor little Nina?
“Sorry this isn’t for you?”
“This is here by mistake?”
“This is here from Daddy but you can’t have it?”
“Daddy is a bad guy and we don’t take things from bad guys?”
I just don’t get it man, it’s a birthday present for a child who has nothing to do with any of this. I hope Nina gets to have a fun party, she might not I was usually the one to plan all that and invite all her friends. This blows it’s not fair to anybody what does Liz think she’s gaining or doing by hurting her own daughter like this? It’s just so vindictive and bitchy. Freaking unbelievable.
Thanks anyways for doing all that work to get it to her, it must have been a pretty big inconvenience. Ugh this is so damn awful I can’t even think right now. I’ll try to think of something else for their Christmas presents once I’m not so upset. Her third birthday and I had one chance to do something special for her so she knows I’m still thinking of her and I blew it. What was I thinking if she’s not letting me see them why did I think she’d let them receive stuff from me. I guess I hoped she’d put the kids first.
Solitary Refinement Chapter 10
Dear Joshua
October 15th 2017
What!? Are you serious?! Out on the curb with a free sign? Oh man that made me so upset I had to wait a few days to even reply to your letter. So I went to all the trouble to do extra work around here, often doing Trevor’s share too to get you that money. Then you wasted your own damn time picking that stupid trike up from whoever was selling it and dropped it off at my place. Liz knew exactly why it was there and still put it out on the curb. Did I ever tell you that I’m still giving Trevor my desserts as payment for that favour? I hope that little Nina didn’t see it and understand that it was meant for her before it got left out in the rain. I can see it all too clear in my head.
First she would see it and her eyes would light up, then she would start jumping up and down and giggling and screaming,
“Fir me fir me! Birfday Birfday yayyy!”
Then her brother would probably get her shoes and helmet while she was busy doing her happy dance so she could try it out right away. Then once she realized it was being taken away her mood would go back down, more slowly than it rose. Her grin would shift and tremble and then get stuck upside down. Her eyes would fill with tears as she tried to hold them back and then she wouldn’t be able to any longer and she’d just wail and wail and wail. Man I really hope that’s not how it went down.
What would she have said to poor little Nina?
“Sorry this isn’t for you?”
“This is here by mistake?”
“This is here from Daddy but you can’t have it?”
“Daddy is a bad guy and we don’t take things from bad guys?”
I just don’t get it man, it’s a birthday present for a child who has nothing to do with any of this. I hope Nina gets to have a fun party, she might not I was usually the one to plan all that and invite all her friends. This blows it’s not fair to anybody what does Liz think she’s gaining or doing by hurting her own daughter like this? It’s just so vindictive and bitchy. Freaking unbelievable.
Thanks anyways for doing all that work to get it to her, it must have been a pretty big inconvenience. Ugh this is so damn awful I can’t even think right now. I’ll try to think of something else for their Christmas presents once I’m not so upset. Her third birthday and I had one chance to do something special for her so she knows I’m still thinking of her and I blew it. What was I thinking if she’s not letting me see them why did I think she’d let them receive stuff from me. I guess I hoped she’d put the kids first.
Vagabond Prophet 