Currently working on this piece of art for my brother in afghanistan, I really miss him and I cant even imagine how much he misses us. Away from everyone that he loves, reminds me of when i was in jail and it was about two weeks in. I had court that day and was sure bail was going to get dropped. I was so excited untill I got up to that prick of a judge and he basicly told me to fuck off. I saw my dad there and wanted nothing but to be back home. I looked into my dads eyes and asked if he was going to get me out soon. He was so angry all he could say was "whatever matt,"and shake his head. I know it wasnt an intent to hurt me but his words cut me like a knife. When i got back and locked up and all I could feel was lonelyness. I cried and cried for hours..... I Just hope my brother knows hes truely loved and that no matter how much he cries, know that hes not alone.