“I am dying to be free.”
However, her box is held together with the tape of her inability to say “yes." Rachel finds herself making excuses for why she is afraid to take a step in a new direction. She has the ability to break the walls of the box confining her, yet she is too scared to pick up the mallet.
She doesn't want look back in twenty years and regret saying "no" when her heart desired to say "yes." Realistically, she only has right now. All she has is this moment. It's her moment to seize or her moment to let pass by, but she cannot save this moment. She knows she is not guaranteed tomorrow, not even tonight. Life is fleeting, here now but soon to be gone.
She wants to embrace the beauty of the sunset and the stickiness of the humid air. She wants to let her body run on the exhilaration of adventure instead of on drugs she uses to convince herself that she is alive.