Tag Archives: Boxes

Work in the Box

You remember Jack? ┬áHe worked in a box…one that made you fast food. Now, his box is gone and his logo has gone all artsy fontsy. When I think of the boxes I have worked in, it makes me realize … Continue reading

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Rooms of One’s Own – a box in a box in a box

Life is a box. We live in one, we work in one, we drive in one, we stare at one, we type on one, we ship boxes in boxes to other destination boxes. I’ve been contemplating all of the boxes … Continue reading

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