I was driving down the alley yesterday and I saw what looked like part of a back...

I was driving down the alley yesterday and I saw what looked like part of a backhoe. Next to the backhoe thingy was a floral-print mattress. After the floral-print mattress, I saw a small refrigerator minus its door.
“Oh,” I thought. “Tomorrow must be large trash day.”
As I pulled into my garage, I thought about how much I would like to have an emotional large trash day.
That is, I would like to pull some of the enormous broken parts of myself out in the alley for someone else to take away—r...