A box is just a box

Not for me. Today I found a box sitting on a chair. Lying and resting up after a hard day. Now, inside itself there are some bend boxes. They also are resting.

Today I have helped my mum in her shop. Life behind the counter is different. You are not a person, you are serving the people. A neighborhood shop is far different from a supermarket. Nowadays I am worried about my mum's future, because two streets away from her shop a big company is building a supermarket.