I ditched. I couldn't go.
I couldn't sit, again, in that smoky bar, slowly watching another person that I care about leave...and be cool. I just couldn't. I know you know.

Live that fortune, baby.
Off to the land of infinite sunrises and sunsets. That endless sky is yours.
Grab it by the fucking balls.

I know you are in a hurry, but if you pass the world's largest prairie dog- stop, for god's sake! And stop every half mile for beef jerky. Also, if you have the means, listen to "where the streets have no name" by U2. It is the moving and driving song.

I'm so proud. I'm so jealous.

Don't ever forget.

I will be here singing.

Go be happy, TJ.