Today I purchased a backpack large enough to comfortably house myself, and hopefully my cat. No kidding. In true Euro traveller mode I shall attempt to do it in true minimalistic style (tis offical May 6th is judgement day!). Heres looking forward to wearing the first thing that falls from the pile that doesnt smell like beer. Keep your eyes peeled. I'll be the girl consumed by her backpack, holding her oversized map upside down with a lost look on her face whilst attemtping to speak French to some Germans. What jolly fun to be had!
Its time for serious culling.
What possessions could you loose without a side glance?
the long line of material possessions? that oh so precious metaphorical comfort blanket that keeps us constantly warm and fuzzy? memories? facebook safety in numbers? the friends and family to be left behind? I'm a bit relieved my blog weighs a total of 0 grams. Yep. I can definetly fit that one in my pocket!
Lucky the last 6 months has seen me slip into my so called 'Tom boy faze'. I cant bear to spend waist more than 10 minutes on makeup in one session. Shorts and t shirts has become my standard and when im not whipping my hair back and forth its probably in a messy ass bun or ponytail. ahhhh the simple life. Just call me one of the boys and ill be forever happy. Of course apparently my lack of care for all things girly and fashion as of late will 180 as soon as I catch sight of shopping in London Town.
As for the emotional baggage....could be a bit harder to cull. Im thinking of pouring it into a bottle and watching it float to sea.
I shall leave you with something to ponder for the day;
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