the madszine

i have several bags, my university lecture bag, my just going for a coffee bag, my long night train ride bag, all have a few items in common. the essentials, more precisely, my essentials. the things that i’d be lost without. peering inside the folds of any of these bags, opens a window to my person, to my humour and my thoughts. an itemised social security number, immediately recognisable as my own.
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​airpods (or chunky blue headphones) (for what is existence without music, for the odd youtube video, the carefully curated playlist, the episode of a tv series dear to me)

sunglasses (yellow frames) (the world looks so much better through a colour filter, my outlook on the most rain-filled skies can be changed in a second by simply putting these on. they are visual serotonin for my brain and my eyes)

keys (car and house, three keychains, one lilac resin M filled with flowers, one heart patterned bracelet, one baby blue metal rectangle that says penthouse) (as much as I’d love these to be profound I simply like being able to get home)

film camera (yellow, kodak, 49 frames- 32 left) (to capture what captures my eyes permanently, to conceal and preserve memories of my friends, to decorate my life long after the moment subsides)

lipstick (contained in a lana del rey limited edition cigarette box) (two sticks: one blush pink – an every day look, one bright red – for causing a spectacle) 

gold hoops (5cm across from h&m) (in case my initial choice of earrings don’t feel characterised or drama inducing enough, or consequently if I forget to put some in in the morning)
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gum (mint or strawberry extra) (for the post black coffee or smoked salmon and cream cheese baguette mornings)