I suffer from a severe illness known as separation deficiency: I just cannot accept to be parted from all my stuff. All my beautiful clothes, bags, accessories, decorations and stationery items are in fact scattered across Europe, and there is only so much I can carry with me when I move from a country to another (England, Italy and France so far) and I anticipate the jolly moment when me and the boyfriend will own our house and I will be reunited with my all my precious.
[A pretty accurate representation of myself when it comes to choosing which things I should bring with me and what is to be left behind].
I cannot possibly own 5 wardrobes and 3 shoe cupboards at the age of 21, and my love for fabulous stationery will eventually tear me apart. Thinking of my imminent move to France, I purchased a couple of lovely handbooks by paperblanks to write my university notes on, and I only just realised that each one of them weights half a kilo!!
[Just a few of Paperblank’s lovely handbooks and diaries!]
What am I supposed to do with my WW2 tanks collection, my fine china Japanese tea set, my paintings and all my books? Am I really supposed to fit all my primary needs inside a suitcase that should weight no more than 23kg?