Teabag Mountain What Now?

I have this pile of used teabags. Not the good kind, either. The kind that are secretly plastic, or something. Definitely not going in my garden, which was the whole point. Just a big pile of plastic-y disappointment.

And now I'm supposed to be all crafty, right? Because I saw some pin on Pinterest, or whatever, and thought I can make art but, honestly? Looking at this pile is making me want to take a nap.

Composting? Easy. Except, plastic. So, that's out. Now I'm just staring at them, like, "What are you even good for?
And my brain? It's coming up with weird ideas. Like, burn them? Make some kind of weird incense? Or, like, mosquito coils? Is that even a thing? I don't know. Maybe I'm just tired.

Honestly, I'm just… uninspired. Everything feels like a chore. Even the fun stuff. And these teabags? They're just sitting there, looking at me maybe mocking me
I know I should just throw them away. But, like, waste. You know? It feels… wrong.

Maybe tomorrow I'll have some brilliant idea. Or maybe I'll just finally give up and throw them in the trash. Whatever. I'm making more tea. (Hopefully from less problematic teabags.)

Anyone have any brilliant ideas? Or just feel my pain? Let me know.