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These are structures. The objects are security blankets and our reliance upon each other. These relationships hold and ground. But also consume us. The structures are not eternal.
This is a wheelbarrow filled with sandbags. This is unbearable. The weight is too heavy. The sandbags are a burden.
This is a bed frame. The sandbags hold the bed. The bed frame is nothing.
This is an embroidered army hat. It is an object. The hat is not special. The hat looks like all the others.
This is a ladder. The weight keeps the ladder off the ground. The ladder cannot rest.
This is a hunting blind, a tree house, a watchtower. The white cube hides the blind. The blind watches.
This is a hanging duffel bag. It is deflated. It is unused. It no longer carries the weight.