I landed in Inverness on the one day the sun bothered to show up. Locals acted like it was a rare animal—everyone outside, squinting, talking about the weather like it was a miracle. I wandered along the river, trying to feel something big. I’d read that the Highlands were supposed to heal you, or at least make you feel small in a good way. But mostly, I just felt out of place. I took photos I never posted. I bought a coffee I didn’t finish. The sky was clear, but I wasn’t. Sometimes the most beautiful places just remind you of what you’re still carrying. #TravelConfessions #NotWhatYouExpected #SoloTravelTruth #Travel