James Menchaca 1-6-13
I’m off of cell restriction today. I’m free! Only in a sense where my cellie and I don’t have to as to what bunk we stay at during count time. Being locked up for so long I understand that between me and my cellie we need some time to ourselves. There are times where I just want to be in the cell by myself. So I know my cellie feels the same way. Being on restriction makes that hard where we have to bend the rules just to get some self time.
It’s crazy that when I was in the free world, I would find my me time in the bathroom. It’s where I did my best thinking, sitting on the toilet. Between the kids and the wife it was the only time I’d find to myself. As I think about it now, It’s like I never left the bathroom. Because, in my cell, I have a toilet and a sink. The cell is just as big but I have a cellie and I have my own bunk to sleep in. Other than that I live in a restroom. Crazy!