I'm on the road

I busted out of incarceration Saturday morning. When the masks weren't looking I jumped into the soiled linen bags and road it out until I hit the laundry. A couple of unmarked pills to my friends there and I was back on the street.

You never know when someone will be coming back at you with an IV, an EEKG, or an MRI so I skedaddled out of Dallas for parts south. I've holed up here with this crowd along the river. Everyone here is a tourist, drunk, or both, so I should be safe for the time being.

And if you have any extra formula around, send it my way!

Julia