Fragment of an idea

Last summer I was lucky enough to go to DC. I quite enjoyed the experience. Anyways that doesn't matter. The main thing is I went on a plane and out of boredom I wrote this small fragment I will show soon I have not expanded on it or edited it. I don't know if I will ever go back to it. I wonder what headspace  I was in on that plane ride that cause me to write this.

    I clutch to the handle of the suitcase. To say it was mine would be a lie. Guess time tells if it is mine. Now it is just unattended luggage I took advantage of. I'm not wearing anything noteworthy. Good for blending in. Just walk up to the luggage sit by it for a bit. Seems like I got back from a bathroom break. Then exit. No one notices. I didn't care about any valuables in it. I only cared about the clothes. My personal belief is clothes define a person. Every stain or stitch matters in creating the ethos of a human being.