I Didn’t Belong in Southeast Alaska

I thought hiking alone in southeast Alaska would feel cinematic. Instead, the trail was all mud and silence, the kind that makes you hear your own heartbeat. My boots slipped twice; the second time, I just sat in the wet moss and let the cold seep in. I kept waiting for awe to hit, for the trees to mean something. But mostly, I felt like an extra in someone else’s adventure. I took a photo of the fog, but it looked like every other photo of fog. I didn’t post it. Sometimes you go somewhere wild and realize you brought all your restlessness with you. The place is beautiful. You’re still you. #TravelConfessions #SoloTravelTruth #UnfilteredJourneys #Travel