I was flying out today thinking about choices. I have spent the last week imagining the things I will miss as a result of my hike. There will be half a year with Andie and my dogs, hockey playoffs, Baseball season, Shakespeare Festival, Summer in CO... The list is really long. That is the quiet side effect of choices. Foreclosure. Each choice I make means an infinite number of things I have not chosen; rhings that are now closed off to possibility. So I spent the last week a little sad for the things I will miss. Maybe a necessary step to clear the decks for all the amazing things I will see.
So I'm at the Hiker Hostel, in view of the trail and meeting a friend tomorrow for the big start!
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