You came upon me carving some kind of little figure out of wood and you said, "Why don't you make something for me?"
I asked you what you wanted, and you said, "A box."
"To put things in."
"Whatever you have," you said.
Well, here's your box. Nearly everything I have is in it, and it is not full. Pain and excitement are in it, and feeling good or bad and evil thoughts and good thoughts- the pleasure of design and the indescribable joy of creation.
And on top of these are all the gratitude and love I have for you.
And still the box is not full.
I'm not sure why I share this, other than the fact that it's beautiful and heartfelt, and I don't think there's a limit on the amount of beautiful, heartfelt creations you can share with others, especially right now. In a way, I feel like the author is speaking to all of us: Never overlook the dedications that are right before your eyes. Fill your box with everything you have- and share it.