Thinking Inside the Box

I came across a new box today. I had to climb inside. Why?

Can I not resist the lure of a dark place?

Do I feel compelled to hide?

Is it the potential that there will be a new scent there?

What if string or a mouse or a fly is hiding in the box?

What if the box held more boxes?

I should go think about this more.

If anyone wants me, I'll be in my box.

Crash