Sunday, June 27, 2010

Keep It Simple

In a twist of misfortune all the toys end up on the curb ready to be picked up by the garbage men. I was there because it was something my parents wanted. Before leaving he must clean out his room. The toys escape the crushing jaws of the garbage truck and find their way to Sunnyside Daycare. The worst was when each speaker would refer to us as “graduates”. He is leaving for college. I attended UW Bothell graduation and I walked. The response was one of dissatisfaction. I felt like a cheater. “Toy Story 3”, a story about a boy’s connection with his toys. I had my cell phone, the key to my car and the remote fob for my car alarm.

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