I’m guessing the chest is filled to the brim with love letters. She had lugged this pretty box with her on every move, sure that someday at the end of her life she would sit in her rocking chair reading, remembering, reliving. But then she realized these letters were baggage, heavy and dated.. So she scanned and stored them on a light-weight disc. The sea-foam colored box sat on the curb waiting for the trash truck and a new era was born.
I’m guessing the chest is filled to the brim with love letters. She had lugged this pretty box with her on every move, sure that someday at the end of her life she would sit in her rocking chair reading, remembering, reliving. But then she realized these letters were baggage, heavy and dated.. So she scanned and stored them on a light-weight disc. The sea-foam colored box sat on the curb waiting for the trash truck and a new era was born.
Love it Chris! I was thinking a body, but letters … there’s some history there.