Why do we wait to Live?

I was thinking about shopping, in particular, how people shop before they go on a trip, before they travel. I was thinking about why they do this.

You become someone else when you travel. Not exactly, but let's hold this thought for a while. You become someone else. Someone you want to be. Perhaps, someone more free, and you shop to dress this creation, this new identity you have formed.

But they exist. They exist now. They exist anyhow; you simply give them the room when you leave your 'home'. Why not do it anyway?

That person is already residing within you, the thought has already been conceived, consciously or otherwise. You don't become someone else when you travel, when you leave your 'home', you simply allow yourself to believe in that self a little bit more.

But they're always sitting with you. If you like, you can live as them now.