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Editor’s Note: The following post was written by 12 year old Emma from Atlanta, my newest favorite blogger on the web.

There are a lot of things that you can do with a box. You can seal and you can ship, you can play and you can pretend. Just to set the record straight, I have not played with a box for many years, but it is summer. That’s my excuse for ripping the styrofoam and instructions (which were probably important) out of the huge box my dad brought home when he bought a new printer.

That’s the reason why only moments later I was hoisting the box down the stairs, out the door, and into the backyard. My family had thought it cute at first, then weird, then kinda creepy, but I didn’t care what they thought at the moment. ‘Cause I had a purpose, if not an intention, to focus on something that was completely unimportant and would probably be absolutely useless in my later years. After all, isn’t that what summer is for?

“A Day in the Life” was a masterpiece of music (in my perspective) written in the 1960s by The Beatles. This might have been one of the strangest songs that The Beatles wrote, for when I was looking up interesting facts for it I found that they basically just smashed out random chords for most of the song. Of course, that was why I chose this song to analyze and put on repeat, all while sitting in a rather large cardboard box for half an hour.

The song started off sad and slow. I guess you could compare this song to The Beatles’ music overtime. Very calm and controlled at the beginning, but later, more crazy and thought-provoking. It featured somebody reading about an accident in the newspaper. “And though the news was rather sad. Well, I just had to laugh.” This man didn’t really care about the bad stuff that was happening.

The middle part was a little bit weirder. The music was more upbeat and included sound effects while the lyrics displayed the story of, basically, a day in the life of a man. Found my coat and grabbed my hat. Made the bus in seconds flat. It then went back to the same sad-ish part that it had begun with.

After that it was all a messed-up blur, to say the least. There was a rumbling noise that sounded like hours of traffic being squished into 5 seconds of music. Then a final beat that exploded into nothingness. Then…silence. I had half a mind to turn off my iPod but for some odd reason I kept it on. Seconds later there was a high pitched noise that gave me a headache and then…more nothing.

It ended with a weird section where, after four times of listening to the song, I realized that they were singing, “I never could see any other way.” This…quote, if you will, was quite true for me at the moment because after spending half an hour in a box I felt like all of my senses left me. My senses hit me later, but when they did it was like a cold slap. It was as if I had left the world and had entered some sort of trance where everything made sense.