I don’t like packing. I don’t know what it is about putting all the things you’ll need in a bag that makes me cringe. What if it’s lost? What if I forget something? What if, what if, what if?
Of course, no matter what happens, I can always buy more things on the other side. But I always leave it to the last minute.
My goal here is to pack like a guy, though. I’ve already managed to roll my shirts into two “tubes,” and I’m just waiting for the rest of the laundry to dry so I can just dump it into the duffle bag. Nine shirts, two shorts, a pair of jeans (maybe two if I can fit them), sneakers, sandals, nine sets of underwear, and some electronics are all going in the bag. Also, meds and stuff.
