I live my life inside a box. It is a box of my own making. Some of it is there for legitimate protection. After all, this world can be a little rough at times. However, lately, I notice that I have been using it as an excuse not to communicate with people. I'm busy inside my box doing the things I need to do or like to do, and anyone or anything not inside the box is ignored. I don't do it to be mean. I suppose it's laziness, or fear, or something like that, that keeps me from wanting to deal with whatever is outside my box. I do go outside of it now and then. There are times when I am forced to meet new people or do something new or go somewhere different, and then my box expands. And there are those who enter my box frequently, specifically family and very close friends. Though I have noticed also that others can see my box and tend to respect the boundaries. I also think many are afraid or not interested enough to come into my box. After all, it is a lot of work for them to climb into my box, and they may not like what they find there. So, I'm living inside of a box. A small box. And it's rather comfy in here.

Don't get too comfortable - watching the woods from your window is nice enough, but it ain't half as nice as going out for a walk :)