My motto is to own as little as possible so that if you need to leave somewhere quickly you can throw everything into a suitcase and run. Thinking I was incredibly clever, I way underpacked in the smarmiest way possible for three weeks in Europe, but the joke’s on me on this occasion – I only have two pairs of pants, a couple of shirts, a few tees and two sweaters here in Paris. But to the point of this post: the only thing I’ve acquired since I left home is this friendship bracelet – it was given to me by Bryan Boy on my final day in Milan. I am supremely detached when it comes to personal possessions, but I’ve become quite attached to this little braided strip of leather. It hasn’t left my wrist in three weeks. Who knows – maybe I’m getting sentimental in my old age. He aha te mea nui? He tangata. He tangata. He tangata.
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