I hate packing, but I love delusion.

“Should I bring these”, and it’s a pair of shoes I haven’t worn in years, but sure bring them, as on a vacay no one has ever in the history of mankind exceeded 10k steps a day.

One day I wish to become one of these enlightened beings that is never affected by the travel delusion, but until that happens, here is day 3 review of what I packed:

One of my favourite things about clothes is that they have the capacity to act as a catalyst to envisioning a different future. They let us rehearse possible selves. And nothing brings out …