Lockdown has been going on for three days now, and it's actually been quite nice. We have to stay in our cells all day, which has given me a lot of time to read. I've already knocked out two books and am looking for the hat trick. The environment has been much more conducive to reading too, with the TV off and no one stopping by to interrupt. I sure do love the quiet. Alan has been gone to work making sack meals in the kitchen for two days so I even have the cell to myself sometimes.
The sack meals have been far better than the usual johnny sacks of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and prunes. These sacks have potato chips, pancakes, syrup, biscuits, meatloaf, and other cooked meats. I had heard that the sack meals would be better but I didn't expect such a changing menu like we've had.
Unfortunately, some of the food did Alan in. He came back from the kitchen Tuesday not feeling well. A few hours later he was hurling. Yesterday he was bunk-bound except for the times he hopped down to use the toilet. I'm glad I didn't catch whatever it was he got. Maybe it's my cast-iron immune system. I was the only one in my family that did not get sick while we lived in Africa. I hope it stays with me.
I'm not looking forward to packing up all my stuff and hoofing it to the gym, but this lockdown has been far better than previous ones in an open dorm setting. I don't think I'll come out on the flip side quite as batty as those previous episodes because I've been able to use my time instead of having to deal with the silliness of thirty other guys. There is something to be said for these two-man cells.
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