Hello!
I’ve been on death row for over ten years and besides attorneys fighting to save me, my only contact with the outside world has been through letters. It took some time to accept that my previous life was gone (like a dream of happier times), and if I was to have any semblance of normalcy to living, it would have to begin by making connections to new people and building relationships via mail. A lot of time passed where it seems I was locked in a time loop, an emotional “ground hogs only.” Finally, the loss, pain and loneliness ebbed as I spent my sleepless hours reading philosophy (self-realization). Not a cure to my captivity, to be sure, but at least it’s a path to follow of mental aid emotional growth.
This is where I am now, on my “Journey.” I’d like to find someone to share my thoughts with and simple gestures and kindnesses that would make my life less of a wilderness, and enrich yours also in some small manner. Please, only sincere people. I do not have the resources for postage to play games or pretend romance. Searching for friendship.
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