Today I'm reading my first technical book in prison on the Ocaml language, along with Japanese folk tales and Ales Razanav's storypoems. Today I found out that I have a new book by Oksana Timofeeva with wishes written for me. Today we have 4 states: under occupation, in exile, in prison and at war. Today, again, it was an awkward and gratifying realization that I have a lot of support from the outside, which most of my cellmates cannot boast of. Today I feel close to many of you. It's so clear today, fluff and wasps are flying, and cigarette smoke and bars on the windows can't cope with the warm May air. Today I feel just as sad because of the terms given for article 328 (illegal transportation of substances). Today I started doing push-ups again and did not start smoking.