Harry Styles #15604091
Waterview State Correctional FacilityAugust 22, 2009
Dear Harry,
I'm afraid I can't write to you anymore. I was wrong when I said I wouldn't judge you. I've thought long and hard about this decision, and it's not right for me to be associating with someone who'd choose Funfetti over chocolate. Or dark chocolate. Or milk chocolate. Or chocolate fudge.
I have to describe myself vaguely. When you're really a 50-year-old man pretending to be a young girl, it's best to be nondescript. But thank you for the compliment. You don't sound so bad yourself. What's the catch? Missing eye? One arm? Wooden leg?
My apartment has one bedroom. So far I have a bed and a TV that I kind of borrowed from my dad. I say borrowed because I took them from my room (aka the guest room), and I'm pretty sure he expects them back. I bought a cheap couch off the internet that turned out to be really comfortable. Instead of a kitchen table, I decided to get TV trays. They'll be easier to transport when I move. So far that's about it. I'm going to look for a desk this weekend because my computer is on the floor and it's really not comfortable to use. If by unpack you mean empty boxes and scatter their contents across the floor, then yes, I have unpacked. It's a good thing I don't own much.
A pager? Seriously? I never understood the point of those. Did you carry quarters for pay phones, too? What if you couldn't find a phone but someone paged you with 911? That seems stressful. The lack of pager will probably offset the anxiety you feel about getting a cell phone.
A concert sounds nice. What kind of music do you like? I don't think you'll have any trouble making friends. You seem like a good guy. Besides, it's not like you have to wear a shirt that reads "Fresh out of prison!" Yes, you have to live with it, but that doesn't mean it has to define you, either. Not everyone is going to write you off because of your past. Have some faith in yourself. I'm not optimistic because I'm young and naïve. I'm optimistic because it makes me feel better. Maybe if you weren't so down on yourself, the future wouldn't seem so daunting. I'm not in your position, but don't you think if you thought about what your life could be like that it would lift your spirits and help you feel more prepared? Not all spirals have to be downward.
I know there's a job out there waiting for you. It might take a little effort to find, but it's there. Last summer I worked at a sporting goods store. One of the guys I worked with had spent a few months in rehab right before he started. There are people out there willing to give you a chance!
It sounds like you've done a lot of different jobs. Is there a specific type of work you want to do? If you want, I can make you a list of places in the area to save you time.
You must not feel very safe if you have your guard up all the time. I'm glad you don't have an issue with drinking. I'd hate to think you'd do something that has led to problems in the past. Are there any temptations you're concerned about encountering on the outside? Things that would send you back? If drinking wasn't your vice, then what was?
I took the finals for my summer courses last week. I'm looking forward to having the next month off! I can't believe this will be my final year of college. I should probably look for some kind of job myself now that I have to buy my own food and stuff. Since I can only really work weekends during the winter, I should do the responsible thing and work full time now. But I don't know . . . I'll be working for the rest of my life. This is probably my last chance to relax and do nothing.
I'm glad I can brighten your day. I'm always happy to get your letters too. To answer your question, my birthday is next month.
Wishing you the best,
Bellap.s. Will your ban on packaged food include frosting? If it does let me know right away so I can cancel the pallet of Funfetti I ordered for you.
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