This is just what I’ve been able to hold onto. I’m surprised I was able to save this much, I’ve lost the majority of my stuff while homeless. When I started my life over and moved to Florida I only had one book bag with me. In that book bag was auto jigglers, bolt cutters, some clothing, pictures and some of my writing/letters.
Oh we will get into all of it. In my prison series. I’m going to start off slow at first, because thankfully I’m not the same person I was back then... I don’t want to hyper focus and relive that shit in a negative way. Got to keep my character defects in check. I want to focus on it slowly and shed light on everything for others and hopefully grow personally from it.
