It is a strange feeling to want to help, to WANT to be there to ease another's burden. It's from a, doting perspective I suppose? Part of why I love plants really, but it's so, rare. I don't think iv ever really seen somebody who I can identify with the same, dynamic, I suppose. Wanting to help, to be there is as natural as the plant yearns to be grown. I don't think I'm going anywhere with this but it makes me, happy? It's nice to take care of others, and it's nice to live in a world full of people who want to be taken care of, be it with patience or directness, forcefulness or gentleness, with respect to distance or need for touch. The world is nice to give all these people with needs, which I, even in a very small way, can sometimes help with.














