Why the Aqueduct Still Stands (And I Don’t)

I stood under Segovia’s ancient Roman aqueduct, all stone and silence, and tried to feel something profound. No mortar, just blocks stacked on faith and physics—eighteen centuries holding steady. I thought about how I keep patching myself up with new places, new plans, always searching for the next thing to hold me together. The aqueduct doesn’t bother with glue. It just trusts gravity, trusts itself. I took a photo I’ll never post. It’s just rocks and sky, but it says more about endurance than any caption I could write. Sometimes I wish I could be that simple—just let the weight settle, and stay standing. #Travel #TravelRealTalk #HistoryHitsDifferent