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reg's jail journals ... Sleepy Hollow Correctional Centre

Day 22 (November 18)

Today is, hopefully, the first day of my final week here.  As I said, hopefully.

I woke up around five o’clock this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep.  I have this reoccurring dream about a treatment centre.  It’s not very interesting but it’s strange that it keeps coming back.  It’s funny that usually I don’t remember my dreams but when I’m dreaming it’s all so familiar.

I was annoyed at [Janine] when I woke up too.  I was going to write her a letter but I decided I won’t take my anger out on her, at this point.  But I think it’s time to throw some of the guilt back her way.  It’s not my fault alone that we are separated.  And I’m not surprised that she hasn’t come to visit me on her own.

Speaking of visits, tomorrow I am expecting my mother, Freddy, and Wayne.  And maybe even Brenda too, this should make the day go by quickly.

Sid is going to be sentenced tomorrow for the robbery.  His lawyer, or whatever, worked out a deal for four years (the prosecutor would ask for eight to ten if it went to trial).  Sid seems to have accepted that he is going to prison.  He has been sober for two years, started using coke last week, and tomorrow he goes to prison.  I think there’s a message in that.

Day 23, November 19, 1998.