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Empty Trails, Heavy Thoughts

There’s a reason I keep ending up on empty boardwalks, in places like Indiana. Not because I’m chasing peace, but because crowds make me forget myself and silence makes me remember. Walking that empty trail, I thought I’d feel free. Instead, every step echoed back the stuff I’d been trying to outrun—regrets, missed calls, the way loneliness feels heavier in open air. The sun was perfect, the path was clear, and I still wanted to turn around. Maybe that’s the thing about travel: sometimes you find the quiet, and it’s not what you needed. But you keep walking anyway. #Travel #SoloTravelTruth #EmptySpaces