
He didn’t set out with a perfect plan.
He sold what he could, packed what he had left, and stepped onto the Amicalola Falls State Park approach to the Appalachian Trail.
Carrying everything he owns on his back, he’s walking north—without a clear destination, without certainty, and without knowing how it ends.
John "Poet" Thornton
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