"Just In Case" Items and Your Secret Pact With Distrust

Day 5 of 7: Quantum Releasing Before the Solstice Portal

You have a drawer that functions as a doomsday bunker for hypothetical scenarios that will never happen. Cables for devices you haven’t owned since Obama’s second term. A phone charger for a brand that went bankrupt. Forty-seven rubber bands because apparently you’re preparing for a rubber band emergency that requires immediate access to forty-seven of them. Somewhere in your closet lives a bag of bags inside another bag, and you keep it because “you never know when you’ll need a bag” as if bags aren’t literally everywhere, breeding in grocery stores, multiplying under sinks, available at every single checkout on earth.

Your solar plexus holds every “just in case” you’ve ever stored. That knot below your ribs that tightens when you consider letting go of something “useful”? That’s not practicality. That’s your nervous system running a scarcity program installed before you had language to name it. Your belly learned to hoard before your mind learned to reason.

That box of “might need som…