What the Toys Saw
We imbue our possessions with memories, permeating them with lived recollections that are hidden to all except those that hold them. We often think that those memories are warm and nostalgic, but what if the hidden memories are something different to what everyone else sees in the stuff we keep, that we use to create a sense of self and identity? Memories are not always truthful, nor are the things that we surround ourselves with.
