Jail isn’t a place most people look back on fondly, but I’d be lying if I said there weren’t parts of it that I genuinely miss. And one of the biggest? Games and puzzles.
I grew up an only child. I’ve always loved games and puzzles—chess, checkers, jigsaw puzzles, anything that makes you think. But outside of jail? Good luck finding people who actually want to sit down and play. Out here, everyone is too busy. Too distracted. Too disinterested.
Jail was different.
In there, we had time. We had people who actually wanted to do something together. Every day, I could count on finding someone ready to play a game or sit down with a puzzle and just focus. No phones buzzing. No TV blaring in the background. Just pure, uninterrupted play.
The best part? It wasn’t just about passing the time—it was social. You’d sit down at a table with a chessboard, and within minutes, you’d have an opponent. Start working on a puzzle, and people would naturally join in, piece by piece. It was communal, natural, effortless.
I didn’t realize how much I craved that kind of connection until I got out. I’d love to walk into a place where people just want to play games and puzzles together. No strings attached. No distractions. Just the simple joy of shared focus and play.
Jail had its downsides, no doubt. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss this part of it.
Stay tuned for Volume 3.
