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Yes, I this is a picture of bags within bags. While I am definitely an overpacker, this is more an example of what engineers call bike-shedding.
Say you are on a group tasked with building a nuclear power plant. There are a million decisions to discuss with your team, many of which are critical to the success of the project. But you instead find yourselves arguing over what colour the bike shed should be. In other words, rather than dig into the difficult stuff, you all subconsciously agree to avoid it and instead pretend like something trivial is important.
Case in point -- I should be asleep right now because I need to catch a plane to Mexico in a few hours. But instead I am picking Instagram filters for a picture of plastic bags (I can't even remember which one I chose). I'm so terrified of this trip. I know I should be excited. And I'm sure I am going to enjoy it. But I've built it up in my head so much over the past six months that it's no longer just a trip, it's somehow become a proxy for me and my entire life.
To be completely honest, I'm not sure which scares me more -- the idea that this trip will change me and my perspectives. Or that it won't, and I'll be the same me.
It's been so long since I've been outside my bubble that I've forgotten that the fact is I am my best self when I am present and engaging with the world in a spirit of authenticity.
It's like my life adheres to that Newton's Law about objects at rest tend to stay at rest. I'm not sure if it's because I'm getting older, or because I live in a town of 30k people. Either way, this stone has gathered quite some moss.
Note to self: remember to be open to whatever Life is going to bring into your path. Practice mindfulness in each moment. Savour the times of both comfort and discomfort -- they are both there to help you grow into your Self.
Time to stop bike-shedding and go to bed 😁
P.S. I found it pretty poetic that the big bags go in a small bag and the small bags go in a big bag. Though using so much plastic really makes me question my life choices.