Packing

Hm, so I haven't blogged at all in the past week. But I have a good excuse...trying to pack for college and figure out which parts of the dorm supply list to ignore and reading Watchmen (post coming soon). It's boring, and I've had ideas for blogs, but haven't had the energy to actually write them out. So here are ~3 in quick succession.

My closet has vomited its contents onto our living room floor, not yet folded or organized in any discernible fashion. Surrounding the pile I have various articles pieces of luggage, cardboard boxes, and one old flimsy plastic footlocker that I haven't used in the three years since I last went to Scout camp. I wish packing was more like Tetris (it should be, shouldn't it??) and less like work. I'm afraid to leave behind any winter clothes. Having lived in Houston all my life, I don't know if I'll be able to handle the cold.

One night I slept in a forest without a tent or sleeping bag in freezing rain. The temperature was 25F and the fire went out shortly after midnight. With soaked wood and lacking a flashlight or fire-starting equipment, there was nothing much I could do except assume the fetal position and pray the night away. I had layered up, a "waterproof" and "windproof" "jacket" on top of sweaters on top of shirts, in the hopes of being able to take stuff off if I got hot. I never removed anything I was wearing. I was cold.

Don't want anything similar to happen to me ever again. Even though that was for a wilderness survival class, and Boston is a city, the cold scares me.