Once the home of a delicious meal, a lonely pizza box lies deserted on the bottom of my trashcan. After serving its sole purpose here, in this life, its final destination was reached when its contents were devoured. The life of this box started long before as a juvenile sapling; its young roots exploring the nutritious soil beneath its early existence. This very sapling expanded and grew into a mature tree, satisfying its role in the lush forest canopy. Years passed and its participation in the environment ended. The tree was harvested and sent to a nearby paper factory where a complex metamorphosis was initiated. The transformation from forest to cardboard ended this life, for the convenience of man.
Once it made its journey to the paper factory, it was cut, shaved, pounded into a rough cardboard. Just when it thought the metamorphosis was complete, it once again entered the factory line and was hacked and stamped with red and black markings. The creases were deep and easy to see so a human could easily fold and maneuver it into a desired shape. As the freshly created box made its way to the loading dock and was packed into a cramped, dark truck, it made its way to the Domino’s located on Atherton Street in State College, PA.
All of a sudden the box was quickly grabbed and an oven hot slab was dropped harshly plopped down into it. The toasty brown crust with red pepper flakes and other spices rubbed against the inside edges. The grease slowly seeped out of the golden cheese and dripped slowly onto the box. As the box turned a deep grey from the mix of liquids, it was packaged into a warmer and brought to a delivery car where it made its way down the winding streets of Penn State. Up Atherton, Right on Curtin, past the Lion Shrine, there goes the Library, Forum zips by on the left, next up is the Berkey Creamery, and finally it turns left into Pennypacker Hall’s parking lot.
As I picked up my vibrating shiny royal blue cell phone, I jumped up from my bed in happiness as my dinner had finally arrived. I ran to the elevator and after paying the correct amount of money, I devoured my pizza in my room. The box was the least of my concern as I couldn’t eat the box and once all of the edible deliciousness had entered my stomach, I carelessly tossed the box to the wayside in the garbage can where it now laid all by its lonesome.