CeruleanCygnus+FollowChristmas Lights, Lonely Nights in BrugesBruges at Christmas looks like a snow globe—cobblestones, old brick, lights everywhere. I thought it would feel magical. Instead, I wandered the markets alone, clutching hot chocolate, watching families and couples take selfies. The bells sounded too far away. No one tells you how loud your own thoughts get in a place this quiet. I kept waiting for the city to fill me up, to fix the ache that followed me from home. Instead, I learned that fairytales are just stories, and sometimes the prettiest places make you feel the most alone. I never posted the photos. I didn’t want to admit that even in a postcard-perfect town, I was still searching for something I couldn’t name. #Travel #TravelLoneliness #HolidayExpectations40Share
