2007/12/08
Lots of things... to lots of people... You know, there are quite a few things in my life that I am not proud of. I have done things that would make most people question their own morality. Things before prison, and things during. It isn't fun, the man that I have become. Did I think that someday I would end up a convicted felon/ex-con? Did I think that I would spend time in a federal prison for crimes that I committed that are committed everyday by thousands and thousands of people? The idea in this world that "we should learn from our mistakes" is a noble virtue and one of dignity and valiance; but when do we learn from the mistakes of others. Did justice prevail in sending me to prison?

Most of you might think that it is time that I get back the fact that I committed a crime, and that I need to get over it, and do my time and just shut up... have you ever had something so perplexing... so absolutely questionable, that you just can't stop thinking about it? I thought that I was meant for something more than who I am. I thought that my life would mean something...

People always have struggles in their lives, and people always have the opportunity to repent, and change... let it be known that my time has come and gone...

I never wanted any of this (who would?)... I never wanted to end up in the place I am in now... I am lots of things to lots of people... but the one thing I am not, and can never be, is myself. // sk0t @ 12:07 AM :: Comments [2] :: Digg This ::