West Clear Creek Trail looks like the kind of place you’d see on a postcard—water so clear it almost dares you to believe it’s real, cliffs that make you feel small in a way that’s supposed to be humbling. But walking that trail alone, the silence pressed in. I thought the emptiness would be peaceful. Instead, it made every step echo with things I hadn’t figured out yet. I kept thinking: if I just made it to the next bend, maybe I’d feel different. But the truth is, the trail doesn’t fix anything. It just gives you space to hear what you’ve been ignoring. Sometimes that’s the hardest part of going somewhere beautiful by yourself. #Travel #SoloTravelTruth #NatureAndNumb