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2002-05-15 - 11:32 a.m. When a box was a kingdom The boys (Thank you Roland and Alan) moved my treadmill last night. It came in an immense box, filled mostly with air, so they deboxed in the living room and took the pieces upstairs. I have a huge empty box in my living room. If I were a small child, I would crawl in the box, make it my kingdom and not come out until Christmas. Perhaps add a porch with a blanket tent for summer guest. But I am adult, and the box must go into the trash to make way for MoL work tonight. Wistful sigh. � � Scribble to Theo previous - next �