Tuesday, January 25, 2011

jail tires me out

i left the penitentiary mid-afternoon, stepping out to one of the most beautiful days i've seen in ages. i took in deep breaths of air, relishing my freedom. it was over. thank god it was over; i don't think i could have lasted any longer. thinking back, it wasn't so long ago that i entered the joint - nervous, scared, heart pounding - yet it felt so much longer. but that didn't matter now, it was all behind me. it may have been unpleasant, but i would try to learn from the experience. mentally exhausted, i drove back to the city, the prison slowly disappearing into the distance behind me. it had been just over an hour.

i had a job interview at our penitentiary. i hate interviews, regardless of location.

6 comments:

Laoch said...

Once long ago when I was representing a criminal who I was visiting at a Federal Prison, the prison had a riot so I was locked in the prison for 16 hours while they sorted it out. Prison not congenial.

Chella said...

So they let you out?

mandersblue said...

probably only because i really belong in the loony bin

mandersblue said...

wow, prison riots, crazy. right out of the movies

Javier said...

It can be worse: you can come back to Bella ;)

mandersblue said...

funny, just last night i had a dream that i was back working there. and it was made even worse by the fact that i didn't have a shirt.

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