Pandora's Box

Once stout cardboard boxes are scattered about the RE Workshop. Opened long ago, they are now all empty and the labels and tags are faded and crumbling away.

Pandora was told never to open her box of course, but curiosity killed the cat as they say. Her dowry from Zeus was the release of all the misfortunes of humanity. Hope fluttered out of the box as well, so we can hold on to it through all our travails. But is it ultimately an affliction too, one that prevents us from moving on from truly hopeless situations? When is it best to give up hope? In 1941, when the forts were constructed and the country stood isolated against fascism, another generation never gave up hope.

My own small hope is for some good weather so I can get to sleep tonight.