The View Was Perfect. I Wasn’t Present.

Everyone posts the 12 Apostles from Camps Bay like it’s proof of happiness. I stood there, camera in hand, ocean air in my lungs, and felt nothing. Not awe, not peace—just the dull ache of wanting to feel something, anything, because that’s what this place is supposed to do. I kept thinking: if I take enough photos, maybe I’ll trick myself into remembering it as magic. But the truth is, sometimes the world is beautiful and you’re just… not. I left with a full camera roll and an emptiness I didn’t know how to caption. #TravelTruths #CapeTownConfessions #NotAlwaysWanderlust #Travel