Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 14, 2024
They finally found me. I received a Jury Summons. Was told to bring something to read. Finally, a place where I can confidently read Mein Kampf in public.
They finally found me. I received a Jury Summons. Was told to bring something to read. Finally, a place where I can confidently read Mein Kampf in public.
...that the cruel joke is that prisons and cliffs share the same architecture: an edge you’re afraid to cross. The only way to learn which one you’re standing on is to step forward and trust gravity to reveal the truth.