172) This mailbox is sad. Sad because for so many years, it had to watch from across the street as person after person ate gooey delicious cinnamon rolls at Louisa’s. Oh, how the box wanted one of those rolls. How it dreamed of the butter dripping down the side, mixing with the sweet, sweet frosting. Unraveling the layers of dough until reaching the golden center, perhaps one of the most treasured moments in any one person’s culinary journey. But Louisa’s is gone and has been replaced by a burger joint. Sadly, the box now wants a burger.