I’m addicted. I spend hours every day reading blogs, articles, books, and magazines about the Appalachian. I read about skills I need to work on. Plants I’ll find along the way. Personal experiences. The struggles. The joys. All of it. I dream about it at night. I can’t stop. I am craving the AT so bad I can physically feel the ache in my chest.
Is this normal?
I wish I could say that I was leaving this March with the rest of the 2015 Northbounders. I would give everything to be among them. I’m waiting until 2016, and I pray that I’ll have everything that I need financially saved up by then. I also hope that I’ll have all of the gear that I need. That’s the only thing holding me back at this point. There has to be a way that I can make it possible, I’m sure. I just hope that this fire doesn’t burn out before I have what I need to go. But that’s my fear with everything, if I wait too long I’ll miss out.