Letter From Wasco
I found this letter crumpled up in a dirt parking lot outside Surfside Colony the day after Christmas. I just got around to transcribing it. This is exactly as it appeared:
Hi Kare Dec 20
Well its Friday so I have all weekend to let you in on my world. I’m listening to the raido and their playing bungel in the jungel and about 75 to 100 guys are singing along, yes kari I’m in a insane asilem gets kind of nutty here so one of my bigest fears is when I get out of here my bus gets hit by something and I die. I have nightmares to “don’t get to wierd” but sometimes I talk to Heather alot she is doing alright asks Hannah and Jordan if you listen you can feel her words that’s about the best I can discribe it to you don’t want to scare you away that’s all for now hopfully I get mail today make time go by faster. still no letter from my mom going nuts in here up then down so please hurry up and wright its saturday weekends go the slowest just thinking trying to read to keep out of the insanity how do my letters sound am I krazy sometime I wonder hopfully I have more to wright tommorrow, X-mas is close told my mom we have to have thanksgiving dinner when I get out I have to find out witch is easer to get home bus or train I’m in wasco so ask Jim or Delb to find out for me 37 days fuck yes love you so its Sunday now do you feel about this us thing let me know what you mean by knew year and knew start cause I’m threw with speed weather you are or not dose not matter I’ll still like you can’t wait to drive my El Camino you have my keys I left them in the truck talk more latter 35 days left so send me some lovings this weekend whent by pretty fast some photos would be nice ask my mom to get a card for my camera for me then take some photos then you can hand them to me by the time time
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