As with a toddler, a shiny new toy gains his love (at first sight probably). With time, the toy might have to constantly devise "strategies" to stay in its love's good books. Sooner than later, it'll run out of ideas and their love will probably turn sour.
Bottomline: It'll be tossed in the attic.
The once shiny new toy is now condemned to the attic to be a thing of amusement for mice and other possible creatures.
But are we toys?
I'm not a toy, You're not a toddler.
You're not a toy, I'm not a toddler.
We're both humans (last I checked).
We feel, We interact, We learn, We grow, We notice, We make mistakes, We communicate, We love, and in some cases, We come to hate.
Don't be my "Once a shiny new toy" please. I have more than mice in my attic.
I like your brain and wordcraft. That's all I can say for now. This analogy of friends and toys is madt!
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