Baggage is still baggage, no matter how much you had convinced yourself that you’ve disposed of it. It’s amazing to me that after all that time of getting past it — how only a mere few incidences can bring it back to the forefront, as if you’d made no progress at all.
All it takes is a few familiar patterns of days gone past, and as irrational as it may seem – that baggage can weigh heavy until you get a grip.
I need to get a grip.
4 thoughts on “It Just Does.”
I need to get a grip…
but I’ve thrown my back out
from all my baggage.
Perhaps you should try flying somewhere, they always seem to lose my baggage.:grin:
I decided if I was going to live with baggage, I needed a more handsome set. I picked up this rugged Sampsonite baggage, now I’m mental with style.
Maybe a stylish Liz Claiborne set will make me feel better??