I came across this line on a day wherein I both packed and unpacked my suitcase in the space of an hour. Packing stresses me out. Even when it’s already decided. I just – worry, I guess. Is it all going to fit? Am I late? How will I get all these things collected before the deadline?
98% of my nightmares are packing dreams. I have things to pack like apartments or rooms or my clothes or something and there is a deadline – like a plane waiting. And I am always sure I will miss that deadline as I race around the space trying to collect all the things, which seem to multiply as I collect them