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20 years ago today I was walking across the US from Encinitas, CA to NYC. I did it in 154 days. No cell phone, no support crew. More stories at #3349miles From my 2002 journals: Day 50, Santa Fe, New Mexico Mile 1,000 "I am not supposed to go into town until tomorrow night, but Alissa plays with the Cold Cold Bitches tonight at Bar B, and Bett thinks I need to go. I’m too close, it is ridiculous for me to be so close and not be there tonight... And opening the door of that bar she is the first thing I see. Sitting at the bar, facing me, as though she knew, in a long black leather jacket, with a cheerleader’s outfit underneath, and heavy blue eye liner. Tonight she is not Alissa Moreno, tonight she is Dirty Bliss, Keyboards, electric guitar, and vocals in the Cold Cold Bitches. A surprise… she can’t believe it, how did you get here? I walked. And the Bitches go on stage and here I am with so many people I know and love and they sing for me a song that goes... “I would walk 500 miles and I would walk 500 more, just to be the man who walked a thousand miles to fall down at your door...” And I HAVE and I DID." I started planning the walk from my “art commune” in New Mexico so I’ve come full circle. I was in love with Alissa. I walked with her in my mind the whole way from the Pacific Ocean. I decided I'd add another 5 days and go North to walk through Santa Fe because I'd been building temples to her in my mind all along the way. After the show something is off. I ask if maybe I shouldn't have walked through Santa Fe and she says maybe I shouldn’t have. "Before I came into town I pulled my heart out of my chest and when I came into this bar I held out the bloody mess and said this is for you, but this is the real world, you cannot do that here, what can she do with this bloody thing? She has to move to LA in a week and there is just too much going on, and just because I built temples to her and prayed and sang and walked 1,000 miles does not make the world stop…” (cont in caption)