My fixation with possessions will come to an end pretty quickly once I have to carry them all on my back. Who’da thunk that a few changes of clothes and a toothbrush would weigh so much? Well, slightly more than that, perhaps. I wish I could bring a laptop (but I don’t have one), a ballgown (just in case, even though I hate balls), a guitar (so that I could learn how to play it and do some busking) and the new set of kitchen knives my mum bought last week because I made her. (because mmmm)
I’ve been trying to convince her to buy good knives for years now, but last week I managed to get her upstairs in Brown Thomas while the sale was on and after she’d been paid.
Even if I can only play with them for a little while longer, the feeling of joy they bring, even when I’m doing something unappetising like dicing chicken breasts, is sooo nice. So I’m going to have to settle down sometime, so that I can have a place to keep good kitchen knives. Travelling with sabatier knives hanging off your backpack might be frowned upon you see.
I’ve been feeling remarkably adored lately. Which is nice. You all may continue 😀
But seriously. Thanks!
I know the BEST people!
