I’m being complacent. I know it, but I’m not stopping it. Time just slipped by when I allow it to. I wrote a letter to J and sent her a couple of articles. I received an article from Rev. K. I slept, read newspaper, washed my sweater and did some yoga. I didn’t study. G dropped by briefly. He’s arranging a meeting with John Burton about the lifer situation. I need to get creative fast. May things start to look up for me. I need to get out this prison confinement.