For as long as I can remember I have led a life style that was both fast and reckless. I could not even work I job unless there was some sort of danger involved.
Now that I've been sat down and forced to look back and analyze my decisions and actions, I realize that I have made many, many mistakes. These mistakes have left me as a cold, hard, and lonely as these prison walls I sit behind.
So, for the first time in my life I find myself not only wanting, but actually trying to reach out and hopefully find a person who won't judge or ridicule, but will be a real friends. I am 3 years into my sentence and I am finally beginning to feel the worst behind me. None of it has been easy, as a matter of fact some of this journey has been so difficult I thought I would break down, yet I got through it with a mindset I have never had before and that I am quite proud. With this new way of thinking, I have come to realize that if I am to make drastic changes in my life, then I first have to change myself, change a lot of my ways, and remove many, if not all, bad influences that I find myself completely surrounded by. In order to do so, I am going to need some help.
I am going to need a friend to help me through these dark days and hard times. A friend who enjoy music, arts, and laughing as much as I do.
Maybe, just maybe, through this simple thing I can find and forage a friendship that will last a lifetime.