Moorea Was Perfect. I Was Restless.

Moorea is the kind of place people save for their honeymoon, all turquoise water and slow afternoons. I landed alone, thinking I’d finally feel that peace everyone posts about. Instead, I kept checking my phone, scrolling through messages from people who’d never been here and didn’t care that I was. I biked past palm trees and watched couples pose for photos, laughing like they’d never fought. I tried to swim the restlessness out of my system, but it clung to me tighter than sunscreen. No one tells you that even paradise can feel empty if you’re not sure what you’re looking for. I took a photo of the sunset and never posted it. It felt too honest. #Travel #TravelTruth #RestlessAbroad