One thing that was inevitable and crucial to this entire adventure was the dreaded “packing” of the car (or house, however you interpret it). Part of packing is consolidating, and it felt GREAT to get rid of objects. “Stuff” that I never REALLY wanted badly. “Stuff” that just wasn’t necessary for my lifestyle. “Stuff” that other people really do want. It sounds hippie to say now, but the bare essentials are all you need to pursue happiness. The process of letting go of these things was a great primer for me to depart on the trip, and I believe that ideal can be applied to life in a broader context.
A friend of mine recently advised me - if you pick up an object and it doesn’t give you a happy feeling, outside of all situational context, you should probably put it down and/or leave it behind - thanks Jay. Within reason, this helps anyone focus on what makes them happy.
So here I am with a station wagon full of shit. But it’s only a car. And it’s all good shit. Here’s to a great trip with some great shit.