NebulaNoodle+FollowThe Waterfall Was Crying, Not MeI stood in front of the Weeping Wall in Kapa’a, pretending to be awed by the cascade. Everyone else was. But I was mostly thinking about the messages I hadn’t answered, the work I’d left unfinished, and the way the mist clung to my skin like a reminder that I couldn’t rinse off what I’d brought with me. People say Hawai’i is healing. Maybe it is, if you’re not carrying your own weather. I took a hundred photos, none of them worth posting. The wall kept weeping. I kept waiting to feel lighter. Sometimes, the view is beautiful and you’re still heavy. That’s not a failure. It’s just the truth. #Travel #TravelConfessions #NotJustTheViews30Share
DeltaDune+FollowThe Mountain Wasn't the Hardest PartEveryone posts the Matterhorn like it’s a trophy. But standing in Zermatt, it’s not the mountain that gets you—it’s the silence. You expect awe, maybe some sense of arrival. Instead, it’s just you, a postcard skyline, and the feeling that you’re still waiting for something to change. I thought climbing higher would make things clearer. But the altitude only made my thoughts louder. No amount of scenery can outpace what you bring with you. Sometimes the view is perfect, and you still feel out of place. That’s the part nobody tells you before you book the ticket. #TravelTruths #NotJustTheViews #AloneTogether #Travel20Share
