Sunday, August 30, 2009

2-15-06

Mama,

I miss you! It sucks having you so far away. I wish I could see you every weekend. I love you.

I’ve been down for like 2 weeks – just an underlying feeling of blah. I’m sure it’s just the holiday rut though. I just miss my family. I wanted to make your trip more like that old days full of smiles and good conversation. It just seems as soon as you left, my mind was full of subjects to speak on and no one around me could converse, you know?

I miss you. I got sick a couple of days ago. I felt awful:). That’s one thing I miss about the past. There was always someone to take care of me. I guess I’m spoiled in that way. :) I love being babied when I’m sick. Nothing like being catered too. :)

I jut want another hug. I’m sure you know what I mean. I haven’t gotten any mail in so long. I used to get a lot and now I don’t I guess I was spoiled in that manner too. :) I’m just on spoiled little brat. :)

One of my bros gave me a radio so that is great news. They shook the yard down and took my cellie’s T.V. He’s all depressed. I don’t blame him. But its hard to keep positive when you have someone being so negative all the time. I’m going to move. I don’t really want to, but I can’t be around such negativity 24/7.

I feel as though hate is a fluid clot. It stops and people from growing yet leak’s out to other’s and I’m tired of people leaking on me :).

I had another dream the other day. It seems worth mentioning to you. I dreamt of Jesus I was protecting my wife from all of this chaos going on all around us but we were on our knees. And he was standing facing us as we knelt. All of the chaos was flying around and Jesus said, “God is love”. He didn’t have a face, but I know it was him – crazy! Now I see Jesus on T.V. a lot. I feel as though he found a path to God as do all prophets and hi epiphany was “God is love”. That statement seems so profound. It’s funny how Zen like it sounds, “God is Love.” Sounds like something the Dali Lama would say.

I need to write more. My motivation is in rations now. I feel drained and I think it is coming from a grumpy man in a wheelchair.

When I was sick I thought of your chicken noodle soup and split pea soup. I’ve been starving for your cooking lately. I miss food. I just want to get far. Everyone will say, “Fatso”. I just found out about this yard in Phoenix that’s all programs. It’s a 3 yard and I am giving it a try to get there. I’m so tired of not doing anything at all day. I need to be more productive.:)
I love you.

[This is the letter I thought that I sent to you already :) Better late than never! You are always in my heart and in my good thoughts.] I love you! Charlie.

(Two letters came in this envelope)

Mama, I was so happy to hear from you! I’ve been so depressed lately and nervous a bit. I keep feeling the same old depression feeling, I’ve felt in years past. I recognize them as lies, but never the less, I still experience these awful thoughts. I’m just missing the “what ifs”, you know. I am hating the life I am living or should I say existing in. The knowledge that I have 4 more years of this shit doesn’t fill me with joy.

I hate asking for shit and i hate being a burden. I miss being able to provide for myself and obviously I didn’t do a good enough job while I was out there. I feel like a 22 year old kid who needs his Mama because no body else cares. What kind of person does that make me ? A parasite. I hate this. I should be the one able to help others- what else is there? I don’t have much opportunity to do so. I just want a hug. I want to leave. And I’m tired of wanting. :) I feel so f***ing pathetic.- sigh- I don’t mean to vent the shit out on you. I just feel so bottled up and alone! I need to stop.

One day I will pay back all that I have take and makeup for past mistakes. I will learn from missed opportunities and wasted time. I will rise above trivial nonsense that I feel will always surround me. I know when this happens the “what ifs” and “could haves” will seem like a mistake I could have made.

One day we will all hunger no more for possibilities and everything will be within reach. I feel the universe trying to make me be myself and to be alone in this suppressed environment. It allows me to some how grow. The other letter was one that I thought I had already sent to you. I was surprised to find it in the back of my papers.

I’m gonna try and get some rest. I’ll write more in the morning. I love you and I hope you are sleeping soundly. May peace find you in your dreams. I love you.

I don’t know how much my past lives sucked, but I feel like this is my payback. Yeah there’s been some shitty things, but I feel the urge deep in me to share my heart. There’s so much I should have created by now. I want to use my gifts before I lose them. Does this make sense? This is the feeling the I endure every day or at least the best way I can describe it. That is depressing! :)

What do you think about going around to different businesses and offering to sell their gift cards for a fee and once you get enough- start up a little kiosk selling nothing but gift cards. People always get gift cards when they don’t know what else to get someone. What do you thinks? It could work online too. – maybe even just through the internet. It’s an idea that came to me.

You remember the hair idea that I sent you a while back? I made the prototype the other day. I’ve been wearing it around. I made it out of some leather, I got from my cellies wheelchiar glove and some Velcro. It’s black and sort of blends in. I tried to embroider this on it (he had a little person design drawn), but I took it out.

My cellie just got reclassed to a 3 yard. I can’t wait to leave this yard behind! I have about one year on this one. :)

Mama, I miss you! Lots of things tend to leave my thoughts back to my childhood. How grateful I am to have Memories to go back to; without them I would go crazy. I was lucky to have been surrounded in love as I grew. They also make me sad, you know? At least I know I have more experiences to go through in the future. Happy memories to make- just waiting for our family.

I love you Mama! I need to hurry up with this letter before we go to chow. I want to get this to you soon. I just want you to know that I am thinking of you. I’ve been feeling alone and writing to you helps me realize that I am no. Actually I am anxious to hear from you. No one else’s words mean as much to me as yours do.

I pray you are doing well. :) Don’t work too hard either. Relive stress as needed and always remember that I believe in you. Soon it will be all over with the best possible outcome. Hard times will become memories that we can laugh about later on. In the future is where I dwell and in the future all is well! :)
I love you always.

You loving son, Charlie

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