a letter in the post - pt 11 - leaving swastika

i dreamt of the hawk that was eating the baby duck.
but at least that is an actual memory.
i am heading out soon, along with Blazer and his girlfriend whose name i keep forgetting. we are trying to head west, to the border wtih manitoba, i figured why not, i haven't been that way yet. but before i leave i thought i would tell you to go ahead and write back, leave it at this address. in swastika. if i can't get to the border with manitoba i will try to come back here. at least i know there is a here.
look i know these letters are strange, i know you're probably worried for my health, but I am ok now. Mostly. being alone is no good. but knowing that i am travelling with others now has really helped. ok, they are in the same predicament as me. but at least we aren't facing it alone anymore.
maybe we will find others like us. who can't get out of this province. surely there must be people who can get out. do they ever come back? i don't know if i have ever met anyone who left and then came back. but there must be some. there are millions of people living in this province.
why do i feel so quarantined, so solitary. so ok, i am going to travel around with an out of work drug dealer. pray this doesn't go all Breaking bad on me.
once again you can leave a letter here for me, i will have it forwarded wherever i end up. i just want to hear from you. i need to know you are still out there, waiting for me. i need to know you haven;'t given up. because i am coming. i am coming now.
P.S someone dented big brown betty!!
when i woke up she had a dent in her door. who would kick betty?

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