I've been using too much internet. There's not much left on my card. My money's running out, too. But at least I made it to a city again.
After finding some free wi-fi I spent some time catching up on what I'd missed and wished I hadn't. It seems like all of a sudden good people or going bad are dying and bad people are coming back. It's enough to scare a guy. Definitely enough to make a guy cry. It took me an hour to hold back the tears. I don't want to give anyone special mention or forget anyone so I won't mention any names, but I'll miss all of you who have died recently. I'm going to be spending the rest of the day without talking in rememberance of you. And I've decided that everyone who's died that I know of? I'll scratch your names into Lily to keep them with me at all times.
But I have more things to talk about. One thing that I never really thought about before I started wandering was how anyone who does this makes any money. I never stay around long enough to hold a job and it's kind of hard to just find odd jobs I can do. And who would ask me to do odd jobs anyway, with the way I look now? Dirty and gaunt with an angry X on my cheek? No one.
So I had to humble myself today and beg. Find a place to just sit and try to get some people to help me. A plastic cup and a cardboard sign letting people know I need help. I was lucky I guess. I got what I needed. I shouldn't panhandle unless I have to. I was able to get all the food and supplies I needed, though.
I'm going to spend a few more days in the city before heading north again. I'll talk to you then.