Inside The Box: version 4.5
It might be walking down the sidewalk of a busy street, or waking up alone in you're bed late one night. You might find it scrolling the internet, or jogging through the park, but it doesn't matter. Where ever you are, you stop, and you stare. In the split second so much has changed. Everything is moving, but you can't quite bring yourself to notice. There is perfect, apsolute silence and yet, you feel as if every lovely and beautiful sound you ever heard is playing around you. Your breath is the loudest thing in the world, it catches and rushes and gasps. The beauty before you is all that you see. A blue, wooden box, positively glowing with delight, as if its seen a lost friend. You. The box seems to radiate everything adventurous and amazing and breathtaking. You slide closer, reach out a hand that shakes, and lay your fingers against the wood. You feel something, the barest whisper brushes your heart, a question.
Will you step inside the box?