For 38 years I was a cog in society’s machine.
Over time some of my cogs broke and I didn’t fit the machine anymore.
I found myself removed and put aside, broken and useless, a spare part that didn’t fit.
Not wanting to be useless and wanting to be a working part and started to recycle myself.
I am becoming a new part in the machine not as big, less significant but a working part none the less.
Since I broke I have met many other broken cogs.
Whether they have realised it or not they have recycled too and are parts in the machine again just in different places.
So to all my fellow recycled cogs, society may not see where we fit, but we do and that’s what matters most.
So however you do it
keep on turning!