The Hike Was Perfect. I Wasn't Present.

Yesterday in Zion, I watched the sunrise paint the canyon walls. Everyone around me was gasping, phones out, chasing proof they’d been here. I did the same. But halfway up Angel’s Landing, my legs burning, I realized I couldn’t remember the last time I looked up without a screen. My mind was replaying old arguments, work emails, a grocery list for a home I’d left behind. I thought distance would quiet the noise. Instead, it echoed louder in the red rocks. Maybe the real escape isn’t a place, but learning how to be where you are. Still working on that. #Travel #TravelConfessions #WanderLost