These toys are darker than most and stand no chance in normal society. Their forever home is Way Up High. The only hope they have at a new life is a place called Good Will.
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Way Up High
In my house there's a mythical place where toys go called Way Up High. The location often changes without notice, but the laws governing remain the same. In Way Up High land you never know who you may find. One day in my journeys, I stumbled upon quite a large group of inhabitants.
For one activity or another, the toys were banished to Way Up High never to be heard from again until that fateful day when they were given a second chance. I am not entirely sure what causes a toy to go haywire, is it peer pressure or are some toys just inherently misfits. Whatever the reason, the toys that don't conform to society find themselves in Way Up High. Most often they travel in packs, Iike the group above. But it's not unheard of to find a solitary.
On occasion I have even witnessed the natives of Way Up High so outraged at a toys actions, they are banished to the outskirts of the land. A place only whispered in the darkest of times, Way Way Up High. Here they are most usually forgotten about completely.
And sometimes there are repeat offenders. I will not mention any names, eh hem...lightsaber.
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We, too, have a Way Up High. I dusted there the other day and found a very strange assortment of all obnoxious tourists from the land of Really Loud Noise and Stop Hitting Your Sister With That. I let them stay in Way Up High.
ReplyDeleteOh yes. Here too.
ReplyDeleteI love this! We do it too, but it never had a name. Now it does. Thanks for that ;)
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful in a poetic kind of way.
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