

I’ve never traveled. But once… I almost packed my bags 🧳
Everything fell apart. War. Money. Fear.
I stayed where I was. Even though I wanted so badly to leave — to breathe different air, to move at a different rhythm 🌬️
Not to run. Not to hide. Just… to be.
I often dream about Norway 🏔️
Cold mountains, silence, my breath in the air. I’m walking alone with a backpack. Just trees, sky, music in my ears… and peace inside 🎧🌲
Sometimes I see Barcelona 🌇
I’m barefoot on old streets, wearing a light dress, holding a camera 📷
Somewhere in the air — soft pink light and quiet laughter 🎀
These dreams aren’t just about “travel.”
They’re about freedom 🕊️
About finally feeling like I can live for myself.
One day, I’ll get there. But for now… I’m taking my first step.
Right here. With you 💫
Thank you for reading this. That already means more than you know 🫶🌍