packing pondering

So, packing... I started with which I thought was the easiest - my dvd's, books and comics. Hah, how naïve the me of Sunday was... I reserved the smaller suitcase entirely for dvd's and books, thought that would be plenty. No way. My dvd's filled already the first half! And I have even more books! Even though I already had decided not to take Harry Potters or Tolkien's! Oh, this is gonna be so ugly... My mind is a battlefield... "Do I really need the French Grammar Book? But I love it so... And didn't I just finish reading the Adventures of Sherlock Holmes? But I've used to looking at it on my shelf..."

Truth is I really don't want to leave any of them behind. My books, dvd's and comics are what make me feel home. If I ever feel homesick, I know that watching a loved movie or reading a Lucky Luke is what gets me in the track again.

I've been rereading Potters for the millionth time - how come they always manage to draw me completely in and make me feel all dizzy? To break my sense of reality like I was still eight years old? I've seen dreams somehow related to Potters for six nights in a row already. Last night was the weirdest - I think my antibiotics might have something to do with it, though (my every year tradition of having a sinusitis is early this year)... Somewhere in the borderland of wake and sleep, when you're not really sure if you're already dreaming or still awake, I was convinced that Voldemort was in my room for hours.

Also packed two very important items I'm not gonna find in Scotland - pulikka and juustohöylä.