I am trapped in a box, someone has staple taped the folds on the top closed while I was not looking. I climbed in just to see if I would fit curled up. I then tested the box to make sure that it was a properly sleepable box, it was of course. I woke up quite startled as someone was putting the finishing touches on my cubic encasement, so surprise shocked that I forgot to cry out and shake about inside before they were done, gone, and it was all very quiet. At this point I have placed my hopes around the box being addressed with proper postage, embarking on a journey of tolerable length. Then to arrive opened up in a foreign and wonderful land, of sights and sounds to savor.

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