When I got up this morning there was a folder in the trash in the bathroom – it was in pretty good shape, all nicely labeled with its owner’s name and the class it was for, and all the papers were still in it. A while ago I saw a girl walking very purposefully in the direction of the the bathroom holding another folder, a different color. It was in the garbage when I went in there a few minutes afterwards.
I guess she was finally done with it. Couldn’t let it stay in her room anymore. No, not even in the recycling bin. It had to go.