I gathered my houseplants around, and explained to them the good and the bad, how I would potentially neglect them at times, or spoil them because love makes you spoil things you love, they could go parched for days or feel suddenly waterboarded, but they could laze in glorious sun, and I would prune and fuss over them, and assure their nutrition, and help them propagate, and talk with them cc: Chagall 2021
Really like this. Its “cute.”
Is cute good?