seopsquared

If I'm being completely honest, I'm a convict. I haven't been in prison long, not even a year yet, but my sentence is for life. I've already had plenty of time to think about what I've done; to contemplate the long string of events that led me to the six by eight concrete and metal box I now call home. I've come to realize something about myself... I've come to realize... Okay, wait, wait, wait. Let's take a step back for a minute. I don't really like talking about myself; let's talk about my cellmate first. He has a story worth hearing. He used to be an average Joe; he was a high school math teacher if you can believe that. And if you think