CONFINED TO HOME A SENTENCE SERVED AT YOUR OWN DOORSTEP

The bars of your prison aren't cold metal. 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 beyond your windows, yet you're confined to its borders. This isn't your predicament. It's a sentence that forces you to contemplate your own territory. House Arrest Diaries