I drove the Pacific Coast Highway thinking the cliffs and ocean would drown out the noise in my head. But standing at the edge of Big Sur, it was just me and the wind—no distractions, no one to perform for. I watched the fog crawl over the hills and realized I’d been running from quiet, not chasing beauty. Everyone posts the views, but nobody talks about how lonely it feels to have nothing left to say to yourself. Sometimes the most stunning places force you to listen to the parts of you you’ve been ignoring. I left with photos I’ll never post and questions I’m still answering. #Travel #TravelConfessions #SoloRoadTrip