When I was seven, I stared at my dad’s computer wallpaper—a perfect, impossible Switzerland. I told him I’d go there one day. He laughed. Years later, after graduation, I scraped together every cent and booked a ticket. Standing in Altdorf, I took a photo that looked just like that old wallpaper. But it didn’t feel like a victory. It felt like I’d broken into someone else’s dream. The mountains were real, but I was still the same kid, just older, holding a camera instead of a promise. No one tells you how familiar longing can feel, even when you finally arrive. #Travel #TravelPromises # #FullCircleFeels