There is a commercial out for Star Wars Battlefront on Playstation, where the man starts the Commercial holding an ancient and very battered Kenner R2D2 toy, and remembering Lightsaber fights with flashlights...
I try to express the context of what my toys mean to me. Like Tracks, UltraMagnus, Summanus, Superion, Bumblebee, Jetfire, Swoop, Blitzwing, Skids, Jetwing Optimus, even TV and Movie Cars
I think in the coming months, I am going to focus even more on that- on the stories that make up who I am and why I think that crazy shit. On De-Mythifying Mr Smith. Because we all have those stories- and if I tell mine, maybe you will remember yours.
I have a tank- Hailstorm- not a toy I would have bought myself, but it's the one my Dad picked for me the year he bought transformers for the "boys" (who were all grown-ass men). I Have Windcharger -Special because I really really wanted the figure, which was rare, and I found it at Ross for $5. You have things like this too. It may be a lucky shirt, a wallet, a watch. But it has a value of history to you that is priceless.
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