Utah in October: The Quiet Part of Lonely

Utah in October isn’t the red rock fantasy people post. It’s cold mornings where your breath fogs up the rental car and the only sound is your own boots on gravel. I thought I’d feel awe, but mostly I felt small—like the space between me and everyone I know had stretched out with the horizon. There’s a photo on my phone: me, standing in front of a canyon, not smiling. I never posted it. Not because it was ugly, but because it was honest. The truth is, sometimes the view is stunning and you still feel empty. Sometimes you travel to escape yourself and find you’ve packed every version of you anyway. #Travel #TravelConfessions #SoloTravelTruth