I stare at the bottom of my drained coffee cup – the stray grounds settle on the bottom in a final stand against the tyranny of filtration. The quiet of the morning is leaving me – the minivans, SUVs, hybrid/crossover/family cars are pulling up in front of our house: it’s Go Time. I’m Mr. Trash today – and the children in my daughters’ class are about to get thrown away with me…
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