Packing as a path to self discovery

Looking at the stuff I feel it’s important to take with me I’m able to get a bit of my inner nature and logic.

1. I don’t want to feel sick – I’m prepared for minor injuries – nausea, ear pain and other of the kind;
2. I treasure my bath stuff;
3. I cannot think too much ahead – wondering about warm clothes is too painful;
4. Panties, socks and bracelets.

Well, here we go. I imagine that in the next months I’ll be wandering around Armenia, with my shower taken and in good health. With a good stock of panties and bracelets. Socks are just for Autumn. It’s the further into future I can travel.

I bought plain tickets, departing the 30th July. I’ve been to the doctor, pills and something for my nose. Be merciful, oh nose! I crave for a change of scenery. I want to walk mountain high. I started to eat meat again, after a 5 year interlude and a big journey inside. I didn’t came back to the same place.

Let´s meet in Armenia. I didn’t know where it was, at least not for sure. Caucasus, Soviet Union were my main points of reference. One thing came to my mind, Paradjavov’s Sayat Nova. I’ve been googling Armenia. Armenia’s history geography literature music cuisine people. I was very happy with the cuisine, very rich, very mingled with influences, very the kind I like. Armenia, one point. Now it doesn’t seem to be jumping in the dark, but jumping into something colourful and tasty.