One of my strongest and most deep seated fantasies is to morph in a matter of mere hours from a highly respected man at the top of his game, to a convicted man doing hard farm labor.
An absolute stark fantasy! How many of you share this?
* Groomed fingernails to dirty fingernails
* Showers daily to showers once every 3 days.
* Bespoke suits to prison denim work suits.
* Up at 5 am to go to the gym to up at 5 am to go to the fields
* $40 haircut to weekly headshaves.
* Egyptian cotton shirt to prison made cotton chambray shirt.
* Monogrammed shirt cuffs to spray painted prison stencils.
* Employee ID number to state prison number.
* Poached eggs and avocado toast to burned bacon and grits
* Reading the Wall Street journal to reading a 3 month old copy of Sports Illustrated
* $175,000 a year to $.12 an hour
* Balancing portfolio assets in a macro economy to hand weeding corn rows
* Life partner and soul mate to cellmate
* 4 bathrooms and a study to bunk beds and a metal sink/toilet combo
* Brooks Brothers monogrammed boxer shorts to prison made stencilled boxer shorts
* 25 years to retirement to 25 years to life at hard labor.
This hits really hard for me too. Not always in a prisoner way but definitely in a “downfall” way.
