Feb. 12, 2018

Personal Journal

by Steve J. Burkett (author's profile)

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Personal Journal
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1-29-18
Mon
Woke up from my afternoon nap yesterday with a bad case of the blues, memoring about be a little kid all the times we were left sitting in the car at all the bars. I had forgotten about all those times bu it shouldn't have made me sad to remember. I was with all my brothers and sisters, cousins and friends. I wrote a poem about my sister. I think it's going to be a nice day.

1-31-18
Wed
Last day of January. February- I like February when love is in the air. January is always a cold lonely month. I've been thinking about the old man's home on 7 lorin + Franklin when I was younger. Old man sitting on the corner waving to all the cars. A place for old cowboys, wore out with no place to go or a family to look to- that's me, nothing, no one. But that place is gone and the old cowboy has no place to go, no place to hang his hat, no place to call home, no family of his own, no one to wave to. I think the home came down int he early 60's. It may be time for me to be moving on; hell I've been in this cell for more than ten years. I've never gone ten years without going to the hole- if no one cares why should I! I'm trying my best but times like these without anyone to talk to to call friend I just want to sit down and close my eyes to hide. I miss smiling.

2-1-18
Thurs
Just want to write a couple of words for the first day of February. Can't hardly hold the pen. My index finger won't bend on my right hand and my wrist

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2-1-18
still hurts. My finger is hurting so much it don't hurt anymore to write. Ibuprofen the same as nothing for arthritis pain. My eye infection came back yesterday in the afternoon This time in my right eye ;) I do love the doxycycline hyclate for this one and eye drops, also I have an ointment for nighttime eye relief. I did do some painting in the morning yesterday. A van going down a country highway, I think with James and Tim in it. If they're waiting for me they've got awhile :) I was working on a crossword puzzle from the San Quentin News when my eye started hurting. My brain giving me an excuse to put it down. I couldn't even remember the first names of actor + actress I know. Wish I had something to really writea bout but nothing ever happens here. The food still bad, the beds are hard, medical is a crap shoot and I'm still old + fat :)

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