What is there to life in prison, where monotony and boredom so easily reign? When every activity one indulges in is regimented to five minute moves every hour on the half hour? What purpose can be found in a place that thrives on you remaining aimless, lost, uneducated and dull? What hope is found in dreary off-white rooms, 80-man dorms with no privacy and no peace; where noise and chaos are the norm?
None of these things can be found in the physical world. Not for me at least. Purpose and hope can only be found inside me, in the Spirit given to me by Him on High. In Him I am comforted when the days drag by with no end in sight. He grants me strength and a reason to keep going. I find peace and quiet in meditating on His word. I was told early on in county that prison takes something from everyone. While at first, I resented this idea, I have found it true for myself, but not in the way my friend intended. Prison has taken from me my self-reliance , my ego, my pride and left me with the all-encompassing sufficiency, humility and grace that is given to those who surrender. So, when these off-white walls, monotony and aimlessness creep upon me, I retreat to HIM WHO HAS OVERCOME THE WORLD
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