Wednesday, August 12, 2009

One Unicorn Box, Please

You know when something really small triggers an explosion of complex emotions? That can happen when you walk by a thing your child self never consciously knew she wanted to possess, but apparently did want to possess pretty desperately judging by the aforementioned feelings-bouquet, in the garbage.

It was one of those times when I couldn't decide whether or not I'd prefer to just be a robot already.

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