Dear Rich, Episode #7

                                                                     March 26th, 2023


Dear Rich, 


  What a Sunday it has been so far. Lots to discuss. 26 Days until Court. One day closer to a hopeful possibility to coming home. Man, I miss you so much, it truly is unbearable. When I need to go to my “happy place.” I close my eyes and imagine sitting on the couch with you watching Schitt’s Creek, and the dog sitting part between and part on top of us. My sweet Stolu Boli and my Brandy Bean. I can’t wait to hold them again.


  A little change of scenery today. We had what they call “clothing exchange”. We have to strip our beds of the sheets and along with those, take our socks, T-shirts, boxers, and towels, and put them in a pile. Actually sans the boxers we keep those on. We then put our orange pants and shirts in a separate pile. We form a single file line and get new clothes. I’m happy to report that the clothing exchange guys like me and gave me much more fitted “oranges”. My pants even have elastic around the bottom so I’m sporting more of a “jogger” look. Thank God, because before I was about to start going by the name, Shamu – because I was swimming… Get it… Swimming in my oranges. I got new sheets, a new towel, socks, a T-shirt and boxers. I almost feel like a new man. This exchange happens every Sunday.  The best part of it all was that during said “exchange”, they raid our bunks, and search for illegal drugs and people trying to make alcohol, and while doing that we got to be outside in the courtyard for like 15 minutes. DREAMS. Never did I ever think I would take the sunlight for granted.


  Next order of business to tell you about was the crazy guy that was put in our dayroom. Put in and quickly removed. It’s now time for a jail vocabulary lesson. “J-Catt”. A J-Catt is one that seems to be born in the street, not right in the head, astray, if you will. Usually on or coming down from something. J-Catts are highly unpredictable, untrustworthy, and known to wander from the “norm@. Definitely not dayroom #4 material. So this is J-Catt got here, took his wool blanket (comforter), placed it around his shoulders, and then gave himself a “Bilbo Baggins” circa the ‘hobbit type’ hood. He spoke to no one, and literally wandered around the entire dayroom, as if he was on a specific track system that he was programmed to do. When asked his name, he shook, give a puzzled look and nary a response. I gave him the unofficial, official name; Bilbo, for obvious reasons. Bilbo was spotted wrapped in his hooded cape, a blanket under the stairs in a fetal position, on the toilet in said blanket, and was even caught, putting up the newspaper on the wall. Maybe he thought that redecorating the dayroom was an order, which I actually agree with, but newspaper as wallpaper?? Come on Bilbo, I think we can do better than that.


  I did get to talk to Kylie again this morning; she starts her rehearsals tomorrow for Princess. And then of course talk to my mom this afternoon. She’s all excited about her new V 12 Dyson vacuum. That’s the one that you got right? I can’t wait to see it in action. My how the times have changed. The things that we get excited for, which I think when I get out I need a new bag– just putting that out there. ❤️ LOL. But I would trade all of my bags to get to see you. I love you with all of my heart. Until tomorrow, my love. A hundred kisses XOXO 


Forever yours, 


Sean ❤️ POP TART 

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