trying to fight the in between.

I have two suitcases that have become the center of my world lately: a small one for weekends in Des Moines, and a larger one for weekends in Chicago. All the same stuff gets shuffled back and forth between the two so much that I never bother to unpack anymore; rather, I follow a re-pack process that basically transfers the essentials from one bag to the other.

The problem I that I never know what I have. Is my contact solution in this bag or that bag? When's the last time I washed that dress? Where do I keep my bathing suit? And how many pairs of shoes do I need this weekend?

It's understandably frustrating.

But none of that matters. None of it. Not the fact that I might be wearing dirty clothes right at this second. Not the fact that there's sand in my suitcase from the flip flops I wore to the lake yesterday. Not the fact that I'm pretty sure I lost my deodorant either in my car or behind some furniture.

It doesn't matter because I'm going running tonight.

#pleaseletitbehealed