Going to the box

The cobwebs finally cleared from the mailbox!

I'm no longer at Lake Butler. I'm currently being held at Brevard Correctional Institution in Cocoa, FL.

After only two days of being here, I ended up in the box. I didn't get in any trouble, but I can't really talk about why I'm in here until I get out. All I can say is there was 6 - 7 people that wanted to jump me pretty much because I'm white. It's not that I was scared or anything, it's just that I refuse to get sucked back into gangs or violence.

After ending up in the box, though, I regret coming here. There's nothing to do all day, and there's no telling how long I'm going to be here.

I can still buy canteen, get mail, send mail, and receive books at least. Other than that, I'm stuck looking at the same four walls.

I'm in a two-man cell again, except this time I'm the 3rd person in the room, so I have to sleep on the floor. It's so over-crowded. This dorm only holds 80 people, but they got 116 people crammed in here.

Anyway, hopefully I will get out of the box in about three weeks. I hope.

Photo: solitary confinement cells in a CA prison