For Kathmandu..the place I stayed long enough to Belong..
I carry these big bags they call tote. And more often than not, they get filled with stuffs both necessary and unnecessary. It happens so that whenever I'm packing before going out (and it's almost like I'm going out for at least a couple of days), I go through an episode of uncertainty, always being unsure about whether what I'm carrying is useful or whether I am missing anything out. This is the reason why I have to rush back home at least once, once I leave the house, and that pisses my Mom off more than anything(not as if she doesn't forget her glasses, like, almost every time). I have to carry the basic stuffs like my wallet, earphone, a lip balm, a wad of tissues, a rubber band, a hair pin or two, umbrella, a flashy raincoat (which is totally unnecessary with that umbrella but I kind of like it and the umbrella is mostly for when it's scorching hot) and a bottle of moisturizer, given my dry skin. I also carry a bunch of key chains (my lovely collection...