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Hey Birdie I—

(yawning)

[click, static]

Man, I guess it’s been a while since I slept in a really good bed because I found a motel last night and I knocked out like the dead dead. And I am feeling better—less like roadkill (yawning) and more like a person who might even consider hiking again someday.

[click, static]

I, uh—I got your message. I think maybe you started broadcasting it late last night, I thought I heard some beeps from the car as I was falling asleep.

[click, static]

But I can’t have, can I? The car wasn’t on. So I guess I was just hoping to hear from you. But…

Regardless, I got it this morning, um, I’m really sorry I worried you. I’d promise that I’ll never do it again if I thought I had any hope at all of keeping that promise but I don’t think I do

[click, static]

Would you be mad at me if I said it’s kind of nice to be worried over?

Is that shitty of me?

[click, static]

Because it is. It’s nice to know that someone’s worrying. That someone would notice if I suddenly fell off the face of the earth.

And you know, it goes both ways—how are you doing, Birdie? I don’t think I’ve asked in a bit, which shows exactly what kind of friend I am. But I’d love to hear from you—about you—more, if you’re willing to share.

[click, static]

Alright, I think Denver is gonna be the next big stop. There’s a town on my way out of Wyoming I want to check out first, and I’d love to find another not-too-dusty motel to sleep in, so it might be the day after tomorrow that I actually get to the city. Um, it’s been a while since I’ve really gone to an actual city, I don’t know what I’ll do there, but I’ve never been and I’ve heard good things so…why not?

[click, static]

[long static]

[beeps]

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