Wow, I am watching a documentary on solitary confinement in maximum security prisons and the way these guys live is beyond comprehension.
I couldn’t imagine being locked up in a cell for 23 hours a day, a tiny cell that is the size of a very small bedroom, and the other hour is out in a caged room where you just walk around alone.
The cells are stark and cold and some of these guys spend years in them. You can hear them making sounds like animals sometimes while others rock back and forth in a corner. With no space heater to keep them warm, the winters must be unbearably cold and lonely. I’m sure that sleeping is tough to do also with the small uncomfortable bed. My work at the HVAC company in the back storeroom can feel cold and lonely, even though I occasionally talk to a heating and cooling specialist when they come back to grab some HVAC equipment, but this is nothing compared to the torture these people go through for years at a time sometimes. I guess I have a lot to be grateful for and need to start thinking that way and being more compassionate with others because my life could be a lot worse than it is. I have a good job working as an HVAC tech at the heating dealership in town and I have a good group of friends here to hang out with now and then and a nice place to live in with a good roommate. I have nothing to complain about.