So I was sitting in my favorite corner at that little coffee shop on Maple Street yesterday—you know the one with the mismatched chairs and the barista who always remembers I want oat milk—just scrolling through my phone while waiting for my matcha latte. It was one of those lazy Sunday afternoons where you have absolutely nothing urgent to do, and your brain just starts wandering to the most random things. I was actually supposed to be planning my upcoming trip to Japan (finally!), but instead, I found myself deep in a rabbit hole about organizing my wardrobe. Classic me. Anyway, I’ve been feeling this itch lately to streamline my…