Waiting to Die

December 9, 2011 § Leave a comment

I’m almost 30; I like to stress the almost.  For 29 years and some months I’ve gone about pursuing, in various ways and to various degrees, those things that give life, the things that give meaning to my life and enable me to share that life ‘the other.’ I’ve done so with privilege and in freedom.  I am almost 30.

Don’t tell me about the valley of the shadow of death.  I live there…I and some seventy-eight other men spend about twenty-two hours a day in six by ten-foot cells.  The additional two hours may be spent outdoors, in a chain-link-fenced box, ringed by concertina razor wire, under the gaze of gun turrets.

 –Mumia Abu-Jamal “Live from Death Row” « Read the rest of this entry »


The Ills.

September 22, 2011 § Leave a comment

Sunday, after trying out a new church, was the first time I’ve felt home sick.

Also, today I set off the smoke detector because my shower created too much steam.  This happened at 6:45 in the AM.  Worst morning ever.  I may have cursed.

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