Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Last Night at Otisville

Tonight is my last night in Otisville. Bittersweet. I've built beautiful relationships with people here. I've made lifelong friends here. As I am excited to step closer to freedom I also step away from others that I've grown to love. Prison is no bed of roses, true indeed, but I have met people in Otisville that are carnations.