Get busy living or get busy dying. That's goddamn right! For the second time in my life, I'm

guilty of committing a crime: parole violation. Of course, I doubt they'll throw up roadblocks for that. Not for an old

crook like me. For and got to Texas place. I find I'm so excited I can barely sit still. A whole lot of thoughts in my head.

I think it's the excitement only a free man can feel; a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is

uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his

hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope

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