Get Out of the Box....

I have lived my life in boxes. One box after another. Running and jumping and skipping and dancing and trudging and crawling from this box to another box, never on an even path, mind you. I have fallen flat - and hard - on my face living this life of boxes. I have been stuck in some boxes, and other boxes I have popped right out of. Sometimes I have been like a warm, sticky pop-tart popping so high and fast out of the toaster it lands who knows where. My box was the toaster. Other times, I wa...