When Your Passport Expires Before You Do

My passport just expired. Ten years, 69 countries, 195 stamps, and somehow six blank pages left—like I ran out of time, not places. I used to count memories by border crossings, but the truth is, most of them blur together now. The pages I remember are the ones I almost didn’t fill: the night train in Serbia when I realized I couldn’t call anyone if things went wrong, the empty street in Lima at 4AM, the silent panic in a Tokyo capsule hotel. I thought I’d feel accomplished, but mostly I feel overdue for something I can’t stamp or renew. Maybe the next passport will have fewer countries and more moments I actually want to remember. #TravelConfessions #PostTripReality #PassportExpired #Travel