The Path Was Breathtaking. I Was Numb.

Everyone calls it the Path of the Gods. The cliffs drop into blue that looks fake, and every step is a postcard. I kept waiting for awe to hit me, for the kind of joy people post about. Instead, I just felt tired. My legs burned, my mind wandered to work emails, and I wondered if something was wrong with me for not feeling more. Maybe some places are too beautiful to process when you’re already stretched thin. Or maybe the photos lie. I took a hundred anyway, none of which I’ve posted. Sometimes the most spectacular views just remind you how far you are from feeling anything at all. #Travel #TravelConfessions #NotEveryMomentMagic