Yesterday I was telling you how we could be trees without leaves, @johnjgeddes. In this analogy that you make of the wooden cube and the person, the idea of solitude and empty hands becomes clearer. The human being, sometimes, can feel how that useless and old container that there is in the house, which is not necessary, looks like him. There are days when life falls like a drop of rain in a hole, other times it is the storm that floods you. Feelings come like this: dosed and in large quantities. Nice night for you.