I have made it to Los Angeles. I did not go to sleep last night. I did not stop walking. When it got near that bedtime situation I looked at my mileage and saw I was less than twenty miles from LA. I thought, “I am too close to sleep.” There is a “no sleep within a twenty-five mile radius of LA” rule when walking across the country. At times last night my head began nodding as I was walking. I weaved. I staggered. I am basically drunk right now on lack of sleep. I am on my way to a friend’s house in West Hollywood. I drank a coffee. It is my first caffenine of the trip. After I drop some weight from my pack at my friend’s apartment we will walk to ocean. We will march to an end.