Like I've done many times over, I stood this morning and wondered how I arrived at where iam.
It's funny just how fast life comes at you. Sometimes without warning you can find yourself somewhere you didn't plan on being.
So this morning, as I stood there on the dusty cement, I looked around. Taking in everything, the sounds of a new day breaking, I gave thanks to God for all the good in my life, for another chance.
A new day is here and I'm not going to the cell...I'm going to work.
My journey from abused child, to bank robber and to who I am today.
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