Today was garbage day. I threw away old trash cans.
Although less poetic, it reminded me of the clip from The Princess Bride extolling marriage as a dream within a dream, or Hamlet's play within a play, or the scene in Seinfeld when Kramer gets lost, calls Jerry, and frantically reports, "I'm at the corner of first and first. Wait a minute. How can the same street intersect with itself? I must be at the center of the universe!"
Trash cans in the trash. Quite meta.
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