I'm a piece of that puzzle you got when you were three.
You know the one.
It's of a giraffe or panda, or some other cute fluffy thing.
You used to do it every day, never getting bored.
But now its old.
Its got gray stains on it from years of dog spit and being thrown under the couch.
The picture is starting to peel off of the cardboard, and frankly you're just looking for a reason to throw it out.
It's useless, but the sentiment of it makes you feel ashamed of bringing it anywhere near a trash can.
But just wait, it will completely disintegrate some day soon.
Dissolving into particles of dust.
Truly useless.
So hold on tight, wait it out, the burden of your childhood memories gone sour will be gone soon.
Just like me.
