Whenever I pack up my duffel, which is frequently, I'm reminded of the final step at a sub shop or a Chipotle burrito place when there's an open bread or tortilla piled with toppings with only a token suggestion of linear order. I always think, there's no way that can be folded into an orderly sandwich or rolled into a cylindrical burrito. And somehow the skilled employee always accomplishes the task. It's the same moment when I have everything in my bag and I merely need to flip the top over and zip it closed. It never seems feasible but I can always make it happen.