Packaging Report

It's time to pack. I am travelling tomorrow. Part of me feels like a victim returning to the crime scene (see very first post of this blog), part of me feels it's gonna be ok. I can fix the damage, replace the bitter memories with fresh pleasant experiences. I will find out soon...

I get my suitcase from the closet and as I unzip the sight is disappointing. My passport, the adaptor, some english coins, some memories of him are still resting in there. This is not a suitcase, this is Pandora's Box!

I try to focus on the present moment and I begin to pack priority stuff:

Music (The Dears, Engineers, Morrissey, Keren Ann Nolita, Bjork, Koop, Μ.Δέλτα, Blue Nile, Moby and more )

A generous dose of anticipation mixed with excitement

Book ("Naive. Super" by Erlend Loe)

My favourite pair of boots

A little bit of loneliness

Notebook (most of the pages are empty but you never know)

Warm clothes (my friends warned me it's cold)

A reasonable amount of tiredness (the last few days have been exhausting)

Indian sticks

A dash of sadness

Umbrella (yes, yes, YES)

Time to fly into the clouds. Ready, steady, go!