Walls of trees stand to each side of me. Tall bouncers with their barreling arms branching out and interweaved with each other. Flowing water tings as it meets the rocky creek bed below. I’m on a journey, a walk across America.
Hey guys, I’m walking across America. I’ve been trekking from Illinois to various parts of the country, sharing my experiences on social platforms, but hesitating to pen down a blog. Join me as I overcome my fears and embark on this new writing journey.
From brief moments of connection with strangers on the beach to profound insights into the nature of love and belonging, this journey across America is as much an exploration of emotional landscapes as it is a physical trek.
A recount of a heartwarming weekend spent in Redwood City with kind souls met during a grueling trek on Route 66. Their acts of kindness not only provide immediate relief but also teach the value of small actions and the importance of human connection in our lives.