Lego Life

If you grew up anyone in my neighborhood in the early 90s, you collected Lego’s. We didn’t have a choice; this was a matter of social survival. Whenever my friends and I played indoors at anyone’s home, we would inevitably spill the big box of blocks across the carpet. Our mothers scolded us for doing so.
Why can’t you keep them all together? It was unnecessary to explain the logic of the toy because of its simplicity. After all, everyone knew that you had to spread them on the floor to find the pieces you wanted. How else were you supposed to build a town? You didn’t see real architects running back to their trucks for everything they needed, solely for the purpose of keeping things Tidy?
Of course, this theory extended to the finished product as well. Once you had buildings and roads set up, no change could be made afterwards. No one dissembled real towns just because the architect’s father came home from...