October 18, 2003 - Box

I wish I had a box. A little box that I could carry around with me everywhere. A box that you can fit in your pocket and pull out whenever you need it. A box that you can somehow put all your friends in so that when you miss them or just want to talk to someone that you've known for more than two and a half months and you share a history with, you can just pull them out of the box. That way you can keep the friends that make now and also keep and BRING the friends of old with you. But I guess life is not that simple, everything is always so complicated. Even if things are simple somehow they manage to complicate things. Somebody tell me where I can get a box. A happiness box.