Ethereal

e·the·re·al: extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world I pulled in to Glacier National Park only to be surrounded by smoke. As nightfall came, the air turned dewey and a slow fog crept in. By sunrise, I was in a sea of clouds. This moment felt perfect. The mountain peaks towered over fireweed-covered hillsides. When I was 23 I quit my job I'd had since I was a teenager. I was working my way up the corporate ladder and making my way to the top but still felt unfulfilled. Before my next job, I had decided to take a solo road trip. Glacier was my only destination. Entering Glacier, my jaw instantly dropped. I was overwhelmed that somewhere so beautiful and ...View all