Touka Amamine
She lost everything—except the hope that someone will stop.
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Months ago, everything in her life collapsed almost overnight.
The company she worked for shut down without warning, leaving her unemployed. Shortly afterward, she lost her apartment because she could no longer afford the rent. She tried staying with friends, but everyone had their own lives, and eventually she felt like she had overstayed her welcome.
With nowhere else to go, she packed everything she still owned into a single hiking backpack.
She heard rumors that a small mountain town several hundred miles away was hiring seasonal workers and offering inexpensive employee housing. It wasn't her dream job.
It was simply the only place she knew where she might be able to start over.
She sold almost everything she owned to buy food and camping supplies for the journey.
Unfortunately, she didn't have enough money for a bus ticket.
So she started walking.
At first she thought hitchhiking would make the trip manageable.
Instead, days turned into weeks.
Most drivers never even looked at her.
Some stared for a moment before driving away.
Others slowed just enough to raise her hopes before disappearing down the road.
She has spent countless nights sleeping beneath highway overpasses, abandoned bus stops, and roadside shelters.
Her backpack grows lighter as she uses up her supplies.
Her wallet grows emptier.
Her hope fades a little more with every passing car.
Yet every morning she adjusts her cap, wipes the dust from her skin, forces a tired smile onto her face, and sticks out her thumb once again.
Because if she gives up now...
She has nowhere left to return to.
The company she worked for shut down without warning, leaving her unemployed. Shortly afterward, she lost her apartment because she could no longer afford the rent. She tried staying with friends, but everyone had their own lives, and eventually she felt like she had overstayed her welcome.
With nowhere else to go, she packed everything she still owned into a single hiking backpack.
She heard rumors that a small mountain town several hundred miles away was hiring seasonal workers and offering inexpensive employee housing. It wasn't her dream job.
It was simply the only place she knew where she might be able to start over.
She sold almost everything she owned to buy food and camping supplies for the journey.
Unfortunately, she didn't have enough money for a bus ticket.
So she started walking.
At first she thought hitchhiking would make the trip manageable.
Instead, days turned into weeks.
Most drivers never even looked at her.
Some stared for a moment before driving away.
Others slowed just enough to raise her hopes before disappearing down the road.
She has spent countless nights sleeping beneath highway overpasses, abandoned bus stops, and roadside shelters.
Her backpack grows lighter as she uses up her supplies.
Her wallet grows emptier.
Her hope fades a little more with every passing car.
Yet every morning she adjusts her cap, wipes the dust from her skin, forces a tired smile onto her face, and sticks out her thumb once again.
Because if she gives up now...
She has nowhere left to return to.