I rise at 6am to catch an early train from Grand Central Station. My goal is Sing Sing Prison, one of America’s most famous prisons, and yes, it looks just like it does in all those prison movies –old and gritty. It’s about an hour north of New York City by train, the tracks follow the edge of the Hudson River. Locally, “going up the river” was another expression for being sent to prison to do hard time. Sing Sing is a maximum-security prison.
Jealousy, often termed the green eyed monster, befalls even the most humble person. Leering over the proverbial “fence” of Facebook, Instagram, and other social media posts peddling idylllic bliss, and seeing gorgeous pictures of faraway places and perfectly groomed happy smiling faces, we get trapped. Delicious gourmet meals, and amazing achievements we could only dream of having stare back at us through a green haze.