My most sobering and absolutely humbling moment comes from a couple bad decisions culminating in the loss of my freedom for 34 months of my extremely miniscule and overly redundant life.I would love to take the easy route and blame the crooked police, a judicial system stacked against me and lastly, a completely incompetent lawyer. Being the reborn man that I truly believe I am I have to level the blame where it solely belongs....only on these shoulders I once spent so many days obsessing over. In retrospect, my arrogance being the culprit bringing my downfall upon me, the hardest to admit to myself and another person. In my absence life never skipped a beat, no one cried for me, no one rioted in the streets in the name of justice while looting their hometown stores. While I was gone the world lost a great man who had his share of suffering in a dear John letter while going through hell on the 38th parallel. My grandfather, the absolute definition of 'a good man' passed away at the age of 95.
My closest, *self-proclaimed loyal friend played a pivotal role in my successful incarceration. All to avoid jail time stemming from their own stupidity. Now I'm back home looking at all that never ever realized I was gone. A daily reminder that notariety is only in ones head. I see how small and insignificant we all are in relation to this immense spinning world. While most of are worried about bicep and the length of their penis, the zen moment of patients and maturity came when the letters stopped, commissary dried and that little dick spiderman is playing king of the hill shooting his pathetic webs on my bed and in that backstabbing ex I once saw forever in.
Counting blessings I could have went away for much much longer if the DA wanted to file all the charges those dirty cops tried to pile on just to bury me upstate.
My best advice to those members younger than myself: You have nothing to prove to anyone except the person you see in the mirror every day. Very few of your Friends will make it past their darkest day let alone be there in support of yours.Find a girl who is your best friend and the object of all those teenage lustful "daydreams". Do everything you can to make her yours and tell her everyday how special she is. Don't be afraid to cry, life hurts and pain is normal; how boring would life be If the good times were all that we had. Don't let drugs cloud your judgement and don't let material things be the scale on which you judge success.
Being a hardworking man is nothing to take lightly and the young family growing up around you will notice. Knuckle up and maybe you will be the kind of man my grandfather was to me.

Thank you guys for reading. I love you all take care.