I lived a few miles outside of a tiny town in central Oklahoma. I would often run amok though the fields of wheat, the patches of trees, along the railroad tracks, and on red dirt roads. This had a profound effect on my view of the world - vast, open-ended, full of opportunity, and ready for exploration.

I don't think that I'm embracing any kind of leadership for transparency or trans advocacy.

Day-to-day life is as simple as it is routine - though my days are often long and very busy.

I think that the next two generations of Americans will be grappling with the very real specter of finding themselves living in a new and bizarre kind of digital totalitarian state - one that looks and feels democratic on the surface, but has a fierce undercurrent of fear and technologically enforced fascism any time you step out of line. I really hope this isn't the case, but it looks really bad right now, doesn't it?

Donations to my legal defense fund really help, and I think keeping me motivated and spreading the message are also very important.

I have served a sufficiently long sentence. I am not asking for a pardon of my conviction.

I am merely asking for a first chance to live my life outside the [U.S. Disciplinary Barracks] as the person I was born to be.