Hope this gets to you. Bobby said he knows a drop box you guys use. I guess I'll just write and hope.

I'm doing a lot of hoping these days. I haven't heard from Jo. If you guys cross paths, out there somewhere, tell her to call me, would you?

Bobby can tell you more about this, but I don't know yet if I'm going to rebuild the Roadhouse. Not like it was, anyway. I just don't think I can. Too many ghosts - and I don't mean that in the literal sense.

Right now I feel like I'm reinventing myself. Bobby and I have taken out a few demons - I still can't wrap my mind around the idea that I'm actually hunting. How's you boys' kill count looking? We'll have to compare.

Once the insurance money from the Roadhouse comes in, I'm thinking about buying a place. I don't know what, yet. Right now I'm looking at For Sale signs and thinking about what I want to do with my life. I'm 43 years old and I still don't know. Crazy, huh? Sometimes I envy you boys. You know who you are and you know what you want.

No. Thinking about that, I don't envy you at all.

Hunting demons makes you think, doesn't it? About yourself. Because demons talk. I never realized before, what you boys have gone through, doing what you do. I thought I did, but I don't think I understood. Demons - they'll say and do anything when you got them cornered, won't they? Bobby told me some of the things that demon in Sam said to you, Dean. I hope you don't mind; I was - it was - well, we'd exorcised one, and it said some stuff about Jo, and he needed to calm me down, that's all.

Demons lie. Don't you ever forget that. They take what's in your head and they twist it around and poison it.

You two - your strength is in each other. And it is a strength, not a weakness, no matter what they tell you. Don't forget that, don't you ever forget.

You give me a call one of these days, you hear?