Could you just describe what it was like to be five days away from the day?

It was surreal.

So it's one of those situations you got to be there.

You got to bring a cell next to me to experience that, right? But I'll do my best.

I remember the last visit before I got my stay of execution, because I got five days away, and it was a Friday.

And my mom and my brother had come to visit me.

And if that wasn't enough, my father had died yesterday.

What's it like in here as that gets closer? Does the air change? What does that feel like?