Some things can be contained in a much smaller box, but we choose otherwise because there is comfort in having leeway in case we were wrong.
Jack in the box. Horrible. Scary.
I guess it is another application, if you like, of hoping for the best and expecting the absolute worst.
The next part of this post would probably mean nothing to anyone except to the person it is directed to. For all I know, that person could be me.
Maybe moving the sandwich to the lunchbox is part of the process, it could be the first inch off the ground upon taking that leap of faith.
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