Tuesday, April 24, 2012
The Mental Shift
Being out and about working four days a week, and a possible Town Visit on Sunday, means that I am spending longer outside than inside. The stress that accompanied parts of my early days out has largely dissipated and been replaced by a form of stress that I didn't foresee.
Coming back and being stuck in the prison for a couple of days in the week irks me, it chaffs and irritates. Those two days are riddled with things of a prisonish nature to deal with or, as I see it now, "prison shit". There are some who have to put up with this for a year or more, each day switching their head between inside and outside, fighting the natural urge to become slightly more complacent. God knows how they do it.
Thankfully, I should have only a matter of weeks left to go before "inside" becomes history. No date has yet been firmly fixed for my parole hearing but it is scheduled for May. Roll on.