My life contains two big boxes and other small boxes.

In the morning, I leave from one big box via a small box to another box, at night vice versa.

Sometimes, I feel I want to run away from the big box, but then where I will be – another big box?

Humans are strange.  We want to be free to fly away over the horizon.  Then, we still end up in boxes somewhere else, because we need to feel we belong somewhere too.