The Lake Was Clear. I Wasn’t

String Lake looks like a screensaver: glassy water, pine needles underfoot, mountains sharp enough to cut. Everyone says it’s peaceful. But I stood on the shore and felt like a fraud—like I’d packed all my restlessness in with my hiking boots. I watched families laugh, couples pose, people dunking their feet in water so cold it stung. I took a photo I never posted. I thought maybe if I kept moving, the ache would stay behind. But it always finds you, even in places that look like postcards. I left with wet shoes and a reminder: you can’t out-hike your own head. #Travel #TravelConfessions #UnfilteredJourneys