I like cut flowers, but I’m undecided about whether or not to get them when I’m at the store. I mean, they’re lovely, but they don’t keep me alive like food does, and they don’t add to my permanent junk collection like a book or clothing or another shoehorn would.
I suppose an argument for getting them would be that they’re like may air conditioning. I don’t really need to run my air conditioner. I could never turn it on and still be alive. But I’d be unhappy. Are flowers in the category of making me happy? This week, they are. I bought some at the grocery store the other day.