Saying goodbye to the Northeast, crag by crag, one chalk at a time.

  Some say we are like books: our lives are a composition of chapters, each one chronicling growth and change—my middle school graduation, moving across the world for college—while some chapters foreshadow adventures and dreams—being introduced to climbing, hearing a kick-ass female journalist speak—and few provide key highlights—accepting my dream internship—or deep sadness—saying semi-permanent goodbyes…