VINCE

Recidivism, Up Close

82 days since court, I think. I don’t know how many days are in each month. Four days have passed since I wrote the word month. I received several letters from a few of my friends in various jails in various counties so I spent some time writing back to them. If you know anybody in prison, write to them. I can’t stress that enough. Even if you’re mad at them, tell them you’re mad! This is a place where we begin to fix things. We begin to feel again. And I can assure you we think about all the people that have been hurt along the way. But we may be afraid to write. We don’t know what to say or how to say what needs to be said.

Katie is back in jail. She was unable to resist the temptation, she got high. That leaves me in prison for no reason. I could have been out on probation, working on my problems from the outside. Maybe I would have fucked up too. But I was not given the chance. I’m pissed. I’m sad. I’m hurt. Yet I am numb as I have always been, to one form of betrayal or another.