UNPACKING IT
BY WALLACE CALEB BATES
There is something strangely intimate about unpacking after a vacation.
The clothes you never wore, the faint smell of sunscreen clinging to things, all remind you that, for a little while, you lived a different rhythm.
Unpacking is not just about laundry and sorting out sand-covered Birkenstocks. It is about slowly easing back into your everyday life while holding on to what rested you, changed you, and reminded you to breathe.
This time, I am trying to be more mindful. I am not rushing to stow everything away as if the trip never happened. I am letting myself sit in the memories as I fold each shirt, letting gratitude settle in my chest.
Coming home means the return of routine, but I am not leaving the peace behind. I am unpacking, yes, but I am also keeping a piece of vacation with me.
Even if it is just a cap. Or a quiet moment in the evening where I close my eyes and remember the sound of the waves.