The Suitcase in My Mind

My suitcase lies open on my bed. I stare down at a cluster of clothes, toiletries and souvenirs. I rummage through my bag, clearing out the contents, emptying every pocket and every corner in preparation for my next trip. As I sort through everything, it occurs to me that the writer me is like an empty suitcase – when I finish a project, I de-clutter my mind, clearing out the superfluous pieces in my head and spend the next 24 to 72 hours cleaning up the residue and tidying the compartments of my brain. Just like packing a suitcase for the next journey, I begin accumulating the ideas of another project, folding them neatly into the corners and pockets of my mind.

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