This was a box originally thrifted from a place that caused me a lot of distress, the place that started my cognitive decline. I happen to have been overworked at a new job in a thrift store when I had a stroke in 2017—the damage in my brain was heavily caused by the amount of strain and activity I was experiencing. I was overworked. Over the years I had improved…until recently. My memory had gotten to a point where my quality of life was slipping away, and the wait time for a visit to the neurologist was even further. The meticulous work on this box is a testament to my willpower, showing that even through dark times, there is always light at the end of the tunnel.