Dear Suitcases, Storage Containers, and Bags Full of Things,

Unpack yourself. Please? I can’t.

I have you unpacked from the car, but you’re sitting there and staring me in the face every single time I walk into my bedroom. It’s very intimidating. I hope you know that. I really don’t appreciate the mess that you have created upon my floor, either. A single pathway from my door to my bed is all I need, I guess.

But, I mean, who really wants to unpack when they have just completed a year of college? Not to mention their first year of college. It’s such an emotional and mental breakdown time. It drains your energy like never before. You come home and sleep for about 14 hours that same night. Then the motivation disappears.

Literally every day you sit and just want to watch Netflix and do absolutely nothing in the darkness of your room. You don’t want to go out. You don’t want to talk to anyone or anything for that matter. You have no plans and you like it that way. Half the time you don’t even want to get out of bed, but you end up doing it for the sake of food, showering and going to the bathroom periodically throughout the day.

If you’re anything like me, you way overpacked. Literally threw everything you thought you needed into the car before heading off to college, only you find out that about the half the things you brought you never needed. But it’s the just in case factor that keeps you adding more.

So when you come home to unpack, you have absolutely no idea where anything is. Just because to get out of the dorm a day sooner (and on time), you throw anything and everything into a bag no matter if it actually goes in it. If it fits, it gets to stay in that bag. That was my logic.

So now I struggle with watching Netflix just knowing I have everything to unpack. Will I actually do it anytime soon? Probably not. Why don't we just live out of suitcases and bags and totes until it finally unpacks itself?

Sincerely,

Someone that likes that plan