I’m packing up again.
This time is weird, because I feel like I’m doing a tour of my home state. I’m leaving most of my stuff here in Australia, and I’ll be backpacking the town I grew up in.
I haven’t managed to accumulate too much stuff, but settling for any period of time seems to mean an explosion of possessions for me.
I’ve decided I get to have a cardboard box and a duffel bag worth of stuff (because there are something that I’ll be taking to the ‘States for people, and won’t be bringing back. So really, enough stuff to fit into my two bags again.)
I’m still not sure where I’ll be heading when I get back, but I have time to figure that out. I’m sure that wherever I end up, it will be a beautiful adventure.