I doubt you're on here, but i'm hoping you're still around. We met in Eugene; I got robbed and beat up in a blackout, you got my bag back, then we hitched down the 5 to Sacramento with a Ukrainian man with a van full of cabbage. I purposely ditched you because I was loosing my mind. I'm sorry, that wasn't right it was totally shitty of me. Probably for the best; found out I had a bad case of scabies after that. I regretted ditching you and I feel bad, the next few months were hellish and lonely. I had no friends and I was afraid of everything. You live and you learn. I hope you're okay buddy.