Charming the one eyed snake of anticipation
07.01.2009 - 25.03.2009 36 °C
Indeed, this is my first start to documenting my trip to SE Asia, and so far all I've been able to document is the tension of not yet being on the plane that has become white noise through my day. There is no anxiety, because I seem to value that I am not there just as greatly as I long to go there. Its strange how man and nature manage to balance out their state of mind.
Already, I have started planning out packing options: different materials, cramming in them different positions. piles, bundles rolls. There are lots of blues, whites, bright satsuma oranges that originate from one loud cardigan I can't seem to not pack although I can't need it. ever. Minimal black, I see too many people revert to wearing black here in the states as an easy point of reference, and my distaste for its easy lack of expression is growing. Therefore one black spandex item other than my knickers is coming with. A few stern pencil skirt blues, gause whites, screaming tangerines, a worn through silken green dress that feels more like a petal than a fabric, a cerulean pastel wrap dress. No pants, no constrictions.
Seeing those colors rolled up pig in a blanket formations at the base of my leather saddle pouch is a consistent hobby until January 7th. Whatever it is, its crack and I will be content to arrange and rearrange from dawn till dusk till January 7th.