For the most part, my birthday was ok. it could have been better if I would have been free. but…a few more weeks and I’ll have that luxury too. so, I can’t trip about it. how can I complain? I put myself in this predicament, right? more often than not, I hear a lot of guys around me make excuses for why they are here or try to justify their mistakes instead of accepting responsibility for their actions. what’s so crazy is that they try to make sense out of this lifestyle. the most insane statement I have ever heard is, “I’m a convict!” of course you are! a convict is someone who has been convicted of a crime. but in their small mind, they feel as if being a convict is a badge of honor. because they have been given a multitude of times or served a large portion of their lives behind bars, this is something to be proud of and validates them. I made a promise to myself today that I would never become so foolishness to think this way of life is acceptable. I will continue to strive for what I believe is right and honorable. I will advocate for those who do not have a voice or are afraid to use the one they have or just do not know who to voice their opinions and arguments to. I was blessed to see another year because I have a mission to fulfill and will not die until I have completed that mission. it is my life’s calling. well, this is the final happy birthday to myself. I can never go back and be who I was before today, how young I was, or look at life through the eyes of that young man. the path before me has already been paved. those who are meant to be on the journey with me will see the product of my change. bless you!