When you are 14, a box is where you stash your childish treasures, hiding them away from the world under your bed.
When you are 24, a box is how you haul your dreams out of your parent’s house and into your own.
When you are 34 a box is a small and mostly uncomfortable space that the world has molded you into. It is so small your dreams have to be crushed into dust and sprinkled on top.
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