For a long time, I used travel as an escape hatch. And successfully so - it worked. When things got overwhelming at work, in life, or just inside my head, I’d book a trip. Run away. Reset. Come back with just enough breathing room to do it all over again.
It worked... for a while. But then something shifted.
When I first started showing my photography at gallery events, I noticed a pattern. People weren’t just admiring the images, they were feeling them. They’d lean in, eyes wide, and whisper something like, “I wish I’d gone there.” People were connecting with the destinations and the stories I shared.
That connection stuck with me. Over and over again, I heard the same longing. A deep yearning for somewhere more. To see something else. To experience a life that had been put on hold.
