(1st of) Journal Writings from Jail
6/Sat/2010
I must keep writing to keep my mind from deterioration. As far as I know, there will be a coffee cake accompanying our breakfast tray on Tuesday. - It should be a good day.
Last week I got upset and mistakenly threw a fit when a former cellmate of mine reminded me that I owed him a coffee cake. I riffed and raffed and swore this was not the case! I think the reason I was so upset was because; I forgot about it and the coffee cake is like of most the best food they have here. It was like the first foods I was introduced to here (cause I remember saying to myself, “wow, this coffee cake is really good!”) and I still think so. Yet still I gave it to him
I think I’m beginning to forget what day and ’date’ and year it is. Ironically, this is what I had written in setting out to do in Philosophy this year; though I failed the class (and I still don’t think it was my fault in have to fail/miss it). I still ended up doing it!
Although, for my own attempts at survival, while here - I have enrolled myself in my own curriculum. Also known as the “imaginary” Plato’s Academy. Tho most of the time I have been thinking of it as Playdoh’s Academy.
__ I have reread several books that I’ve read before. Right now is Jurassic Park, and then I’ll be starting Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.
I’ve also been regularly meditating. A few of the guys here occasionally give me a hard time about it; but usually I’ll mutter something about Siddhartha obtaining Nirvana and the practice of meditating having been done for centuries.
I can’t wait for the coffee cake on Tuesday. I’m really stoked up for it. Squirrel (my cell roomie) says it’s crappy. I ain’t listenin’ though, I think it’s one of the best I ever had. - (I’m almost tempted to ask where they get it from, cause I don’t wanna lose the opportunity of finding it.) What if I never find it again?!!
Otherwise.
