Baggage

My luggage arrived today! Losing your luggage is kind of traumatic. The first day it was kind of nice, because I didn’t have to tug it around everywhere. On day two, I was still hopeful and tried not to think about it, but the idea of getting a couple thousand bucks to go buy some more clothes doesn’t seem that bad. Day three is when it starts to get bad. I start thinking about all the things I had in there, leather jackets, down jackets, sweaters and all of my work clothes. It actually becomes sad to think about how long it has taken to acquire all of these items. Years and years of buying things, and now all of my favorite jeans, shirts and jackets could never be seen again. =(

It adds a different spin to ‘starting my life over.’ Although, I was sitting in the train thinking about what my new apartment is going to look like and I began thinking about whether that is really what I am doing. “Starting over” seems difficult and troublesome even. One example would be when someone loses an ability to do something, they may have to “start life over” since they have a completely new perspective given their new circumstances.

I have simply picked myself and changed locations…although, in a way, I have lost some of my ability to communicate. It was very interesting when I had to draw a picture of cell phone minutes and text messages to understand the pricing structure of my prepaid phone plan. Some of the concepts I am used to mentioning in passing now take up huge chunks of time. Perhaps I will become an expert at pictionary.