New Beginnings.

the process of taking out a new toy from its packaging is priceless - the feeling is almost indescribable.

the smell of the crisp packaging.

the rustle of the plastic.

the folding sound of the cardboard.

the smoothness of the plastic.

the colours of the toy.

these things serve one purpose - to give the feeling that will be otherwise hardly found anywhere else.

i bought a new toy yesterday and opened it up - having searched for months for that particular item, the joy was doubled - and it served as a distraction from my fever.

i opened the box.

i took out the toy.

and.

and.

and..

its arm fell off.

the hinge was broken.

i stared at the toy and looked at the broken arm on the floor.

i stared at the broken arm on the floor and looked at the toy.

..

..

and i entombed its remains from whence it came.

hopefully i'll be able to get a replacement (if such a thing even exists for a rare item like that.)

haiz..