I now have 99 more weeks left in prison. Each week we have hamburgers to look forward to on Saturday. While it sounds great, it’s really not all that good. The bread is awful and the tater tots we get are usually either overcooked and hard or undercooked and soggy.
My wife and kids made it up to Minnesota for their short vacation with a couple long-term friends of ours. I’m glad they are up there having fun, but wish I could be there too. I’m still not sure what these friends think of me… I opened up to them and shared what I was facing and now I’m just not sure how they feel. I was expecting a lot more support, but what I got was some unsure thoughts and feelings about the whole thing.