Maybe if you didn’t grow up in a house with a mother and a sister who were teachers, you wouldn’t have any trouble throwing these away. For me, even though they’re empty, they are full of possibility.
I have a decorated matchbox this size my mother brought me from Oaxaca…when you open it, there’s a female calavera! Ai! I love her!
They remind me of one of my favorite projects as a kid when I took an old Timex watch display box and pasted a photo of a horse inside. I was so proud of that.
It opened! It closed! A horse!
I also have these. Candle left over from many early morning writing dates with myself. Whaaat shall I do with them!?