get busy livin, or get busy dyin. that’s god-damn right.
for the second time in my life, i’m guilty of committing a crime. parole violation. course’ I doubt they’ll throw up any road blocks for that. not for an old crook like me. I find i’m so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think its only the excitement a free man can feel. a free man at the start of a long journey who’s conclusion is uncertain.
I hope I can make it across the border.
I hope I can see my friend and shake his hand.
I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams.