The last time I was sent to jail, the Minneapolis Adult Dentention Center, I asked to be placed in solitary confinement; and for a pencil.
I wrote a timeline of my life on those walls; and just looked at it.
This was the Pine Car Derby race, this was Florida, this was vodka.
And all of it painted a pictured that ends with me.
From that point on I've been trying to better guide my story; ever attempting to see it from an elevated, external, perspective, to decide what might be best.