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The Trail Was Quiet. My Mind Wasn't

I walked the GR34 on Crozon peninsula thinking the sea air would clear my head. Instead, every empty cove and wind-bent pine made my thoughts louder. I kept waiting for that sense of arrival, the feeling that I’d finally landed somewhere I belonged. It never came. Instead, I learned how much silence can weigh. I watched the tide pull out, the sand left raw and exposed. That’s how I felt—stripped down, no distractions, just me and the ache of wanting to feel different. Sometimes travel doesn’t fix you. Sometimes it just shows you what you’ve been carrying all along. #TravelConfessions #SoloJourney #RealTravelFeels #Travel