Travel and stuff

A few days ago, I went through my entire wardrobe, as well as all the drawers that have my stuff in them. God, when did I manage to collect so many personal belongings?
They are not many, realistically speaking, every person needs things, and every woman - even more so, right?

But I am in this disadvantageous position where, not having my own house and my own place, whatever it is, and also not having the minimum security and peace of life, I have no right to collect things, I have no right to own anything, because there is nowhere to store it.

I remember how I got going the first time I tried to do something with my life. I bought a big suitcase. I still remember very well where I bought it, in the center of the capital, as I remember the purchase of everything significant in my life. One suitcase - Chinese and smelling quite special, which is why it stood for a long time with aromas inside, but on the other hand, not cheap, like most things in Bulgaria, especially those bought in the capital. Even when I was packing this suitcase, I was thinking of looking for storage for the rest of my personal belongings. Like those garage-like warehouses, you know, like in the movies. It wasn't a problem for me then, or so I imagined, because I thought I was emigrating abroad to make money, that I would make money abroad because I couldn't make much money in my home country.

Well, I didn't look for storage for my personal belongings then, because my aunt suggested that they stay in her and my parents' house. They remain there to this day, unfortunately. But that's a different story.
The suitcase for "my new life" was filled to bursting. I had taken all sorts of things with me. Mostly clothes, shoes and jewelry. In this first move I could not make any judgment about what was important and what was not. Clothes were important to me then, mostly because I've always been very selective and careful about them. And in the end - since I'm moving for good, I had to take as many things with me as possible...
The suitcase was difficult to carry, even for men. Imagine then how I dealt with it.
But I didn't think of it as a problem... until not long after I had to go home with it again...😃

Event-horizon once mentioned in her post about superficial statements like: when you decide or dream about something, the whole universe helps you and supports you by all means.
Well, guess how much it helped me in this case. Honestly, I don't know if I've ever had such a short, scary and stressful period in my entire life. (Well, I have had, of course.)
But whatever.

So, the second time I had to take a big step in my life, I opened the same suitcase again.
The step was temporary, or so it was expected to be. So I took some clothes, just for the season, I was to stay there only three months.

However, these months have become 5 years. Therefore, I had to buy clothes and shoes to fill the wardrobe with the missing clothes for all the seasons that were left in Bulgaria.

Did you notice the irony in all of this? 😆
One can only laugh at such confluence of circumstances. But I can't. Not then, not now.

So how would I travel this time? Probably with two backpacks. Or one backpack and one small suitcase, no big suitcases, no big loads.
Maybe the Camino taught me a lot a while ago - mostly, how to get by with very little. Sheets and a blanket can be replaced with a sleeping bag, you can sleep in it with clothes on, I can shower with the lightweight sport-tourist towels from Decathlon. I know exactly which other things I absolutely need - like flip flops, tweezers, nail clippers, I have a travel folding hairbrush, plastic light utensils. I definitely need the specific roll-on that I use, toothbrush and toothpaste as well as soap are not a problem because they can be bought anywhere. The clothes will have to be specially selected - the underwear, socks and the other things, more practical things that I will really need.

The only problem will be the computer, which is heavy. Its battery is also heavy. I have already been on the Camino with the heavy camera, but not with a laptop. But hey, I'm a fragile woman with a rough life. What a burden I have been subjected to so far without this anyway!

Did I say burden and weight? Probably that is why I'm showing you pictures of stones this time. 😃 And of hope also.

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	Soul's Detour is a project started by me years ago when I had a blog about historical and not so popular tourist destinations in Eastern Belgium, West Germany and Luxembourg. Nowadays, this blog no longer exists, but I'm still here - passionate about architecture, art and mysteries and eager to share my discoveries and point of view with you.

Personally, I am a sensitive soul with a strong sense of justice.
Traveling and photography are my greatest passions.
Sounds trivial to you?
No, it's not trivial. Because I still love to travel to not so famous destinations.🗺️
Of course, the current situation does not allow me to do this, but I still find a way to satisfy my hunger for knowledge, new places, beauty and art.
Sometimes you can find the most amazing things even in the backyard of your house.😊🧐🧭|