Standing Still

I’ve been trying for days to write a new post. I have so many stories left from Thailand to tell and so many thoughts and feelings swirling around in my brain desperate to get out, but every time I look through my photos I’m taken back to a time when I felt energetic, and looking back at the freedom I had then, has made me realise how much I hate standing still now.
 
So instead of writing a post, I wanted to share some photos of a waterfall that S and I went to in Koh Phangan.
 

 
Phaneng Noi.
 

 
The waterfall itself isn’t amazing, but this waterfall has something special.
 

 
Up an increasingly steep slope, through thick vines, and dried out trenches created where water once gushed through, is an opening filled with giant rocks where you can sit and look at this:
 

 
Travel is my oxygen, and being surrounded in familiarity for so long is leaving me feeling a little suffocated.
But Phaneng Noi will always be special to me, because at the top of this waterfall, surrounded by clouds, treetops and an unparalleled view, was the first time I felt insignificantly small. It was the first time that I realised that I could spend five lifetimes travelling this planet, and yet never see everything that this world has to offer.
 
It was the first time I realised that you don’t have to have everything figured out in life.
 

 
It was the first time I felt truly free.