I live in a big box…a sometimes cluttered, messy box.
I collect boxes of all different sorts and sizes.
I often put others in a box and not always in the proper order.
I color outside the box all the time because that’s who I am.
I box others with fists and a mouth that can lash out quickly in anger and in haste.
I had a litter box for awhile but the cat kept using other places…then the cat died and was put in a box.
I take cereal out of the box and put it in Tupperware which is a box all its own.
Sometimes I think if I hear the phrase “think outside the box” one more time I will scream…I’d rather think outside my brain. Now that takes some talent.
If a box falls in the woods, will anyone open it?
Speaking of boxes and woods…we just planted boxwoods…sigh
Below are a few of my own boxes and to see other Theme Thursday bloggers go here