Sadness is all that ever came to me personally through the mail. Being in prison for 13 years, you stand around hoping the C/O calls your name for mail then when you get it it’s junk mail or an advertisement for something or the other. I’ve seen divorce papers, stories of death or drama. Always hoping that one day I will get that envelope of forgiveness or acceptance. Me personally it has never happened, but to those that do I hope all is well.
Nothing funny or happy about this prompt FOR ME that is, until next time.
— Paul T.