A tote bag full of crap

I am always carrying around a tote bag full of crap, prepared for any calamity that might befall me. Bandaids, paracetamol, laundry pen, Vaseline, cough drops, hand cream, ballpoint pen, a lucky five yen coin. I never need any of it until I decide I should wear a cute bag for once in my goddamn life and I leave my tote bag full of crap at home.