well im on my feet again, i did like being at the outpost but i was starting to feel trapped. had to move on. got a full pack, a full charge and a semi full belly, im good.
i heading across this desert but keeping the road at barely an eyes distance, too many travel the road. that will get ya killed, and i like being me think ill keep being me. i heard that some might be reading what im writing, thats cool. you may need to get a hobby or something, im pretty boring.
my brief history, i have been walking for years, but it has been 439 days since i left the old man. he was the one that found me, i had been walking before that but got attacked, i got away but somehow took a digger and ended up buried in sand. we do have quite a fierce sandstorm here every oncein a while. the old man said that probably saved my life, made it where the wasters couldnt track me. we started walking together after that, walked for a long time. he told stories all day and night, but i liked it.
he was a grouchy old man but i cared about him, once i had to smack a towner over the head with a rock cause he was pounding on the old man, just couldnt have that. the first few months i thought we was heading somewhere but i found out he liked to walk in circles. so we did that for a long time, not anymore.
i have a place in mind but not so sure its a good idea, but what the hell im just a walker anyways, cant live forever......right?
ok break is over, and signal is weak. i will update when i can.
safe travels.
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