We're carrying a box together down a long, non-descript hallway. how did we get here? seems like a dream but now i can remember the beginning. It was by chance, we were both looking for someone to help us with this box. this box. It's heavy but I don't mind sharing the weight with you. After some time we decide to see what it holds within it. we open it, slowly. Carefully. water begins to to drip out of the box slowly at first, then uncontrollably. It's running out the top, pouring onto the ground as we continue to carry it. the waters level is at my shins now. It is warm and comforting to know it's there. we begin to hurry as I glance over at you. We begin to smile. Perpetually.