Four days and four nights,
I was packing for a long weekend.
But, coming out of the pandemic
the trip felt monumental —
a black one piece bathing suit,
linen pants in two colors,
two Roller Rabbit tunics,
a light blue embroidered sun dress,
tan leather sandals,
olive green shorts and
a leaf print tee,
plenty of underwear,
face lotion and sunscreen,
and three books to read.
But, layered among the tangible
artifacts of travel,
I packed brimming optimism,
and a very tired psyche.
Watching the bag round the carousel
at the Key West airport,
knowing I had packed just right.
*inspired by Isolation Journal prompt #180 with Joan Didion’s packing list