April 13th and 19th wetre together in one envelope.
June 4th, 1971 is the day I left on my Big Trip. I don't think I got to say goodbye to Mary Faith, my planning was very ad hoc and rushed. I just needed to go and any hesitation would have created more problems. Had I gone to see her first, we might have crossed a line in our relationship that we weren't really ready for. So while I was sad to be leaving her without a proper "goodbye", I also knew it was the better thing to do. I figured some time apart would actually be healthy for us in the long run and I certainly intended to get back together with her once I got home from my trip.
Life/Fate pays no attention to us mortals and just does what it does. And it did...
