"The Day I Almost Died" It was a cloudy evening in May, two days before my birthday. I had made parole that morning after serving over a decade in TDCJ. My mom's house was crowded with family and friends there to welcome me home, but all the attention was making me a little uncomfortable. I decided to go for a walk. The awareness of my surroundings was intensified by the years of incarceration - the music sung by both birds and locusts, the smell of freshly cut grass, and the scent of lighter fluid and charcoal which would soon be replaced with the aroma of barbecue - the realization hit me, I'm home. A block from my mom's h…
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"The Day I Almost Died" It was a cloudy evening in May, two days before my birthday. I had made parole that morning after serving over a decade in TDCJ. My mom's house was crowded with family and friends there to welcome me home, but all the attention was making me a little uncomfortable. I decided to go for a walk. The awareness of my surroundings was intensified by the years of incarceration - the music sung by both birds and locusts, the smell of freshly cut grass, and the scent of lighter fluid and charcoal which would soon be replaced with the aroma of barbecue - the realization hit me, I'm home. A block from my mom's h…