Jonathan and I have decided to leave tonight around midnight. I can’t wait to get home.
Last night Jonathan and I talked over a campfire. He poured his heart out to me that night. He talked about how his greatest fear was to die without anyone loving him or caring for him. He told me how he longs to go to the stars, but he is stuck here on this little planet.
He and Vicky broke up. He met a girl here, but she lives in Georgia.
I went down Indian Creek Falls again today. This Deep Creek trip turned out a lot better than I first thought.
For almost two weeks straight, I have camped. I have enjoyed it greatly. I have learned a lot.
On, by the way, yesterday I ran into the girl who jumped the car off while I was in Franklin. It was so cool to see her here in Bryson City.
Well, I’ll soon be home, probably within the next 12 hours.
I can’t wait to see Hannah and Kristen.
Kenny and I will joke around as usual. I know this means nothing to you, but when I read this again years later, I will surely laugh:
“How much blood young man? Knee Deep!”
These two vacations are over.
Fishnet ’94 and Deep Creek ’94.
I enjoyed Fishnet a lot better.
I have 42 days of my home left. Then I will go off to a life of acting classes, term papers, community showers, new faces, and lost memories.
Dear God, help me.