I took a hundred photos in Chamonix, but this one—just after dusk, when the mountains turned blue and the town finally went quiet—stuck with me. I remember thinking, if I post this, maybe I’ll look as happy as I should feel. But the truth is, I felt small. Not in the awe-of-nature way, but in the way you do when you realize you can’t outrun yourself, even in the French Alps. Everyone says travel is supposed to change you. Sometimes it just holds up a mirror you’ve been avoiding. I never posted that photo. I still look at it, though, when I want to remember what honesty feels like. #TravelConfessions #UnfilteredMoments #SoloTravelTruth #Travel