Something To Say
I need to find a box once used for crating soap, and after that, after I find that box, I’ll be ready to stand on it and say my something.
But finding that box has been difficult today. Actually, not just today. It’s been tough now for a few days. Hell, a month. Alright, a year. It’s been difficult finding that box for a couple years, fine, are you happy.
And would you like to know why it’s been tough finding that box to stand on to say my somethings?
Because now everyone has one.
The boxes were in short supply to begin with, but now, there are too many. They’re giving out boxes for free everywhere you look. Finding your empty box amongst the sea of occupied boxes is not easy. All the boxes look the same in this sea, this never-ending sea of boxes.
Everyone’s saying something, aren’t they.
And therein lies the kicker.
When everyone’s saying something, is anyone really saying anything.