July 14 - Glen Anderson Shelter (Day 117 – milepoint 1298.6)

Mid 90′s today and very humid. Took a siesta at Washington’s Bakery where I had some fresh fruit and a cold orange juice. At the counter, I asked the girl about their cinnamon rolls. She said, “Well, we don’t sell them individually, you have to get them in a dozen or in dozen quantities.”

“Great, a dozen sounds good,” I replied.

She smiled and nodded as if to say, “Right, thru-hiker.”

Made a phone call home to check up on things and found out that a high school friend died in a car accident. What a blow. Haven’t seen him in a couple of years but his face is clear in my mind. Thinking of his family…

Who knows, maybe I’ll be next. So I continue to live as thoughtfully and heartfully as I can, intent to learn and experience as much as possible, spending quality time with friends and making new ones along the way… What is more important?

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