The passing weeks have grown to months and time has been flying by. I expected that everything would require attention at the last minute, and that is exactly what is happening. I'm trying to enjoy these final days but the excitement that is growing inside of me makes me wish that this week will pass quickly. I am overwhelmed with things I need to do, but really, what do I need but to grab my pack and head south?
My last day of work was Friday. It feels strange to think that I won't be walking into the office on Monday morning, but at the same time the progression feels natural, feels right. I am very thankful for the way things are working out and it reinforces my conviction that now is the right time for me to do this.
I anticipate that the mental aspect of hiking 2000 miles will be more difficult than the physical; physical struggles are, in part, mental challenges. I have been imagining myself in arduous situations and in my mind working through my potential responses. I am (half-subconsciously?) attempting to create a self-fulfilling prophecy. This is the only type of mental preparation that I can think to do, and it does hold promise of being beneficial. Each option I consider concludes in finding a way to smile, to laugh. I want always to seek, and ultimately to find, a reason to smile.
This coming week will be spent thinking, fine-tuning my gear, enjoying the comforts of home, and preparing to leave familiarity behind.
I can't believe it's almost time.
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