Day 30–August 2, 2009

For a month my backpack and I have been intimately acquainted. When I climbed hills, it climbed; when I sweated, it sweated; when I was soaked in the rain, it was soaked; when I was frustrated–well, it is a backpack. I doubt it was frustrated.

So today, backpack free, I would like to remember all the people who still must carry their heavy loads wherever they go. And I am happy to no longer be among you, free of the 35-pound weight, however brief my break may be.

– By Jennifer E. Cooper