Wordy Wednesday: Frozen

I have a lot of stuff to do today and laying around here choosing words out of a hat and shoving them into meaningful lines in order, as usual, is not even on the list. I've undertaken, probably stupidly, to go through every item in the house again (I know I seem to be doing this all the time) and throw absolutely everything, EVERYTHING, I say waving my hands, away that we don't use and don't need and Don't Play With Any More! Do you play with it? Have you played with it in a week? When was the last time you played with it? You don't remember? Then it has to go! Let It Go!

My goal, and you think I'm kidding but I'm not, is that nice vast ice space that the one sister lives in Frozen. You know, the castle thing that doesn't have anything in it. No, I don't want to be reminded of her name. No, I don't want to hear the song. No, I'm serious, I Really Really don't want to hear the song. No I don't want to hear the plot again. Do I hate Disney? Yes. But does that big wide open space look pretty appealing? Yes. So Let Go of that wretched doll.

And yes, I know that the frozen castle is supposed to represent the pinnacle of human loneliness and idiocy, or whatever, but if that were so they should have filled it with junk because the average lonely person, as far as I can tell, does not have a nice wide open room to twirl around In, if they did they'd have a lot of friends–has this turned into a run on sentence? The average lonely person has tons of stuff piled up and can't beat their way past it to let anyone visit them or stop moving it around in ever tinier circles so they can have a minute to put it down and go out for even one measly cup of coffee. Or something. The less stuff the more room. The more room the more people you might actually like. So let go of the stupid doll, child, so you can have a friend over.