Sycamore Falls: The Hike I Didn’t Post

I never shared the photo from Sycamore Falls. The trail was empty, the air thin and dry, and I kept thinking: this is supposed to feel like escape. But halfway down the canyon, my phone lost signal and I realized I wasn’t escaping anything—just carrying it all further from home. The water was barely a trickle. I sat on a cold rock, scrolling through old messages I couldn’t send. I wanted to feel awe, but mostly I felt tired. Sometimes the most beautiful places just remind you of what you’re still dragging behind you. I left without a selfie. Maybe that’s the only honest thing I did all day. #Travel #TravelConfessions #NotAllWanderlust