Once again I’m packed and ready to travel to a different home for a few days. Within a week, I’ll be spending time in what I consider all of the three homes I have. Technically only one of them is my real home but then again, home is where the heart is, aight?
I get bored of one place easily even though I also don’t particularly love to travel, but I do like to change between the city and countryside homes. I am extremely privileged to have the opportunity to enjoy the easiness of city life one day and the next I can be almost off the grid in the country, and then to the newest addition of different scenery in northern Ostrobothnia. It’s a lot of hours sitting on the bus for me but it’s well worth it for my heart and sanity.
If only all of my wardrobe could travel with me as easily as myself… It’s a real struggle, especially towards winter when you need a lot of clothes to survive. I’m always packing stuff fitting from forest adventure to a restaurant and casual chilling, that’s three shoes and two coats minimum, with all the other clothes. First world problems, I know.
When I’m rich I’ll have triplicates of everything so I’ll never have to lug around another piece of clothing between homes. One can dream. The minimal lifestyle is not for me.