Baggage-- symbolic or just a pain in the neck?

I've begun packing for England, and I have to admit that I'm having an odd sort of emotional reaction. Instead of folding sweaters and deciding (reluctantly) which shoes to stuff into the bottom of my suitcase and which to leave behind in the closet, I've just finished creating a sappy playlist for my Danny on iTunes. I'm hoping he'll listen to it while I'm away, think of me and cry hysterically.

I heard a great lyric on 88.5 WXPN today. It was from a new song by The Long Winters, and it said something like, "You've weighed down your suitcase, but it still won't sink." I don't know why, but it stuck with me.

I'm off to sort travel sized toiletries and ponder the size of my carry-on luggage. Cheers!