I don’t know whether to be impressed or concerned with my newfound capacity to ignore that I’m really leaving India. Tonight is my last night in Delhi, and I’m squeezing in some last minute packing, drinks, and errands to endure and enjoy. My last week of moving tends to involve one part packing, one part sulking, and one part enjoying local favorites I’ll miss the most. I wanted to quickly give a shout out again to my aunt who bought me a small luggage scale (similar style here) which I can’t imagine moving without anymore. It’s also a nice small reminder to feel loved, even in the midst of moving.

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