Everyone is going to Greece. I went to Bonnie's room.

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There are apparently two kinds of people in America right now. 

The first group is talking about The Odyssey. They're debating cinematography, quoting Homer, arguing about whether Christopher Nolan's version captures the themes of homecoming, perseverance, and the human condition. Their social media feeds are full of words like "masterpiece" and "visceral."

Then there's me.

I spent my afternoon watching Toy Story 5.

But I experienced an emotional journey, too. There was friendship. There was sacrifice. There was existential dread over being replaced by newer, shinier TECH. Honestly, that's not that far from Greek mythology if you think about it and stretch a bit. While Odysseus was battling monsters and resisting sirens, I was watching animated toys wrestle with the terrifying possibility that kids eventually grow up and put aside their playthings — or forget how to play altogether. Different ships. Same emotional damage.

Maybe I should've come out of the dark theater saying things like, "The symbolism of the sea really speaks to humanity's longing for belonging." Instead I walked out wondering whether Pixar has a direct pipeline to my tear ducts.

No regrets.

Some days you're ready for a 3-hour epic that's shaped Western literature for nearly 3,000 years. Other days you simply need to sit with your kids and watch talking toys remind you that love doesn't disappear just because life changes.

I have a feeling Homer would've appreciated a good story, no matter who was telling it. I did spend the afternoon watching a tale about loyalty, identity, courage, and finding your place in the world. I just happened to get mine from a cowgirl doll and a space ranger.

(Oh, and if you're a Toy Story franchise enthusiast, this one deserves a chance. After Toy Story 4, a lot of us were left wondering, "What the hell was that?!" Our perfectly complete trilogy was tainted! Toy Story 5 is a worthy and redemptive effort.)

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