The train car is empty, the windows are wide, and every mountain looks like a postcard. I should feel lucky—no tourists, no noise, just me and the view. But the silence is heavier than I expected. I thought moving through new places would shake something loose inside me. Instead, I’m watching the landscape blur by, realizing I brought all my old thoughts with me. Maybe that’s the real trick of travel: you can change the scenery, but not the soundtrack in your head. I took a photo of the view. I didn’t post it. It felt too honest, somehow. #SoloTravelTruth #EmptySeatsFullMind #TravelConfessions #Travel