Well I have arrived on a new unit. I am here for computer aided drafting. It seems okay here. Just really crowded. Lots of people in a really small place. This is before the instituted standards for minimum living space for offenders. This place is old.
Life is still going pretty good. Not much excitement on the homefront. My sister is pregnant. That is awesome news. I am going to be an uncle. It has been so long. My baby sister is all grown up now. She was 18 when I came to prison.
I wish mom would write. That is something that eats at me daily. I try not to let it bother me, but it does. I miss my mother.