2.59AM in cell on Death Row
Texas Death Row
February 18th, 2010 2:59am
Welcome to my nightmare, Tales from a Dead Man!
I start the day off by trying to get the voices from inside my head on a positive note, pointed in the other direction so I can find my happy place, one of my favorite times, warm and cozy and safe, morning time. I pity anyone who is not a morning person. It’s truly one of life’s pleasures if I’m still able to find peace in it from where I sit, then just imagine what you could do to make yours a magical event. I can still close my eyes and feel the coolness of the mornings when I would go outside and enjoy my first cup of coffee on the front porch, listening for the silence to be shattered by a small chirping cricket. Or the morning paper to be tossed into my yard by a smiling face of a kid on his bike doing his paper route. Ah, the memories are still so fresh. I refuse to let this place or my death sentence take what little humanity I still hold onto.
I’ve done my morning rituals, washed the face, brushing of teeth and a short prayer and a few moments looking at the photos of my loved ones I have out on display. Past and present loved ones. It gives me a true sense of happiness to do this now because I realize I have had a blessed life and still have a blessed existence. Yes I sit here on the busiest death row in America but when I weigh out the bad times, compare them to my good times, it’s amazing how grateful it makes me feel. What’s sad though I also realize I’ve caused some pain in many lives after September 11th, 2001. That’s very hard and on my conscience more than ever. Those are the voices I hear. Sad but true!
Well that’s all I have to say for today. More to follow
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