While walking around the track this morning and watching what other inmates were doing the though occurred to me that much of an inmate’s time is spent alone in his own isolation. The mere fact that we are in prison and isolated from our family and friends and the outside world tends to make that more magnified. That sounds strange considering that here at Camp Fed Ft Dix there are over 400 inmates in a really confined space, yet we are often alone if we chose to be so. I have never been keen for alone time, I have always enjoyed, relished and looked forward to being with people. Be it friends, family, business associates, networking people, just people in general were always an attraction and a driver. But here in prison I have found the aloneness of it all to be somewhat pleasant and enjoyable. I have never really been a person who spent much time on introspection or spending time thinking or obsessing on things that have happened, not so here. This environment kind of forces you to take a closer look at your life and the things that have led to your incarceration, not so much in regret but in what could I have done to avoid all of this. A little introspection I have found is not at all bad, in fact it has been one of the things I like about being here, the opportunities to examine the good and the bad, the ying and yang of it all. There is always positive things to be found in any situation, no matter how bad we initially think they are.
