Now we're into the final stretch of Pictures of You. I've got the emotions, as you could imagine. I've been working on this story for almost 20 years, posting it online for almost 13, and we're almost at the end. I'm both looking forward to and dreading it. For better or worse, the story is nearly done. Let's wrap it up.
It's kind of weird to see a story I've been following for almost a decade finally coming to a close. And it's not an abrupt, jarring catastrophic end, but a calm one, like two pioneers on the Oregon Trail, standing on the summit of the Barlow Wagon Road and looking down at the Willamette Valley. The journey is almost complete, all that's left is to walk down the mountain.
It's been a good journey. And I'm glad nobody died of dysentery.