Watkins-Logan

The smoking is a small part of it Dad.
I don’t fit here.
These guys here are at the ends of their lives.
Not like you and me walking and driving.
They are in wheelchairs.
They can’t handle coherent conversation.
Their families pay for them to be here
because they don’t know what’s going on.
They don’t handle their own money.
They don’t even go outside 
in their wheelchairs.

I go out in town almost every day.
I am only limited whether i have money or not.
The sign out book has 4 or 5 pages
of only me signing out to go off campus
by myself.
i want my vehicle.
my book has reached some resolutions
and is calmer. more manageable and
comprehensive.
Groups have been put on my phone
by the greater powers that be 
here while I am in the safety and security 
of this place.
Morocco 🇲🇦 Ethiopia 🇪🇹 Türkiye 🇹🇷 indonesia 🇮🇩 Peru 🇵🇪 Chile 🇨🇱 
text groups with telephone numbers
in the group contacts list from these Nations.
I selected some international numbers randomly
from the groups and formed The Lantern Corps
and cross referenced them with numbers common
to all groups to form a network.
this all happened here at Watkins-Logan
and i shared everything with Graylen
the hospital administrator.
Graylen was promoted upstairs and
I am being transferred to a new place.
I would not be surprised if there are
more developments coming down the line 
in houston.
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