We can go to paradise,
Maybe once, maybe twice.
Travelin' light is the only way to fly.
I used to know how to travel light. Really light. Three weeks, three changes, one pair of shoes light. But those days are long gone. Now, instead of asking myself, "what can I leave out?" I'm more likely to find myself thinking, "what else can I bring?" I've been packing for next week's trip to LA. Today, after filling a suitcase with probably more clothes then I can wear in one week, I went shopping to fill in the gaps.
The thing is, however, I don't really enjoy traveling that way. I miss the backpack days. I don't want to feel like I should be changing two or three times a day, or wearing a completely different ensemble each and every night simply because I can. Or simply because I feel like justifying all the stuff I packed.
Tomorrow, I think I might take everything out and start over again from scratch.
But, in the meantime...I think I'll put on some classic travelin' music to help me relax.