In my last years living in the city, I felt like I was living someone else’s life — not my own. Long nights working in a noisy nightclub, wearing uncomfortable high heels at events, I was performing, not living. Sure, I loved hanging out with friends, but deep down, I knew true freedom was somewhere else.
My soul craved something different. I dreamed of being closer to nature — closer to a place where I could finally be myself. In the wild, I could shed all the layers and roles I wore in the city. No performances, just me.
