Hello world,

Someone dear to me used to tell me “You know you are living when things are not going your way”. When I was free I usually would do anything to get alone time. I loved staying at home alone. But it was hard for me to be alone with two jobs and friends who cared about me knocking on the door and wanting to hang out. Then I was arrested. Too much alone time • All I wanted was to go out there and do everything I should have done. I was reminded of this when at least 10 pieces of mail every day, from people who saw me online or in the news, looking to get to know me. Mail was coming in from around the USA and the world, the UK, Australia, Sweden and even South Africa, but I didn’t read the mail: I was worried that opening the envelopes and reading the letters would make me even more depressed. I was in the cage and worried that people would write and ask me what I wanted to do when I got out and where I wanted to go upon release without them knowing I would never be released. I worried that just hearing their stories about the free world would be unbearable at that time in my life – Prison was new to me. Everything was overwhelming, and I just couldn’t open the letters. All the inmates thought I was crazy for not reading all the mail. They told me how lucky I was to have mail. I shouldn’t have taken it for granted how I should have written everyone back. A couple of years passed, and then one day it hit me- I hadn’t received any mail in a long time – it had stopped coming and I regretted not opening those letters. I asked myself “Why do I always miss out on opportunities or appreciate things only after they are gone?” Now, I have fully adjusted to prison and I had time to process my situation and my fate here. I am finally ready to receive mail and share my world with you and have you share yours with me. In my world, inmates microwave eggs and blow up the microwaves. In my world, inmates get hungry and decide to chase down the goose, pluck the feathers, and try to cook it in the microwave. In my world, inmates think it’s a good idea to try to escape while wearing flip-flops. My world is unique, to put it mildly.

If you are interested in knowing more about me and my world now or  about the world I lived In before my arrest, I would like to hear from you. I promise to open all letters and respond to you even though my past is in my rear view.

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Ayoola Ajayi #249055
Utah State Correctional Facility
PO Box 165300
Salt Lake City, UT. 84116

USA 🇺🇸