Tiny House Living -- Prison Edition

 The last several years, I've been fascinated by the tiny house craze. I don't know if it's still going on because we no longer get the HGTV cable channel; however, it was really interesting to me to see how much creativity people could fit into a little space. 

You'd think that I'd hate the idea of a tiny house, given the tiny cells I've lived in for 16 years. But I don't hate the idea. I'm not sure it's practical for my life, but I'm sort of drawn to it anyway. 

My current cell is 6' x 9'. (A 250 square foot tiny home sounds like a mansion to me!) My cell isn't a lot of space, especially when you consider that there's a bed, a desk and chair, a locker, a sink, and a toilet all taking up floor space. I can literally stretch my hands out and touch the side walls at the same time. There's about 20 inches of space between my bed and my desk. If I had the flu (which thankfully I haven't!), I wouldn't even have to get out of bed to throw up. I could just lean over the toilet next to my head. Yeah. It's not ideal, but it's what I'm working with. You just learn to make the best of things.

In prison, I've learned to be more adaptable. I've had bunkies that were difficult to get along with. But what are my choices? I learned to adapt and get along, even if just enough. I've also been in cube settings with eight bunks in a cubical setting. It's crowded and loud, and some guys never clean. So, I'm grateful to have a single-man cell where I can be the only one responsible for keeping things neat and in order. It's not private, but it's my "own" space. 

I like things neat and in order, and with such a small space, I have had to learn to be creative. It requires following rules for how my cell is supposed to look, while also figuring out how to store stuff out of the way, but still easily accessible. It's sort of like a concrete tiny house, minus the kitchenette. 

Perhaps I love tiny houses because I like to see how creative people are with their spaces. I also want to live simply. Prison has taught me to be far less materialistic, to find many uses for everything I own, and to be comfortable with less. Americans often want big cars, big houses, and big toys. But they also have big bills to go with it all. I don't need big bills after I leave prison. 

I'll be leaving prison in just over a year from now, and I'm looking forward to living simply. I don't need many things to feel content. I've come to value relationships and experiences more than things. I've missed relationships and experiences the most during my time in prison, not all the stuff that used to clutter my life. 

I may not live in a tiny house after prison, but I certainly hope to adopt the concept of simple living anyway. Wherever I live, it'll be better than a 6' x 9' concrete cell.