August 1, 2008
This is a 5-month long series of blog posts that are the entries in my journals written on most evenings as I hiked the Appalachian Trail in 1993. The journal entry appears first — indented — and then any additional commentary from my 15-years-removed perspective follows.
8/1/93 – Sun.
So, this is my final entry, and I am writing it in a hotel room in Reading, Pennsylvania.
Julie leaves tomorrow and I know not how many state lines I will trek across before I see her again.
That knowledge is grim indeed, so I will end this second volume with a whimper rather than a flourish, but end it I will.