The Beginning

The first time I realized the world was bigger than my hometown.

A ticket to nowhere.

A ticket to nowhere.

First Solo Trip

Silence was terrifying at first. Then, it became a companion.

Eating alone in a café in Paris.

Eating alone in a café in Paris.

Getting lost on purpose.

Getting lost on purpose.

Rain

There is comfort in bad weather when you have nowhere to be.

Monsoon in the hills.

Monsoon in the hills.

Mountains

They make you feel small in the best way possible.

Before sunrise.

Before sunrise.