CONFINED TO HOME A SENTENCE SERVED AT YOUR OWN DOORSTEP

The bars of your prison aren't iron. They're the doors that enclose your own home. A sentence served at home can feel like a paradox: freedom. You have use of the world outside your windows, yet you're confined to its borders. This isn't a choice. It's a sentence that forces you to analyze your own space. House Arrest Diaries The days bleed toge