The Evolution of Hope…

Remember hope??

This is what it looks like now…

For people who don’t remember (or don’t know), when I moved here, I wanted to plant something, so that I can see something grow in front of me, like…new me, new life, new plants etc etc.

And as always my first options are herbs, mint being the easiest one… but guess not?!?!

I had mint seeds that I got from Dubai. If they could grow in Dubai, pretty sure they could grow probably on mars too (but guess not…)

The first idea was trying to germinate in a ziplock bag between damp tissues…failed flat…nothing sprouted out of those black little dots!

2nd idea was in this huge pot because mint grows like crazy and starts invading other plants.

But these seeds themselves were from mars.

A few days later, I saw these little leaves that got me so excited I named it hope.

And now, today, it has grown into this huge thing that looks nothing like mint, doesn’t smell anything like mint… and I obviously won’t try tasting it.

poor thing is going through an identity crisis of its own and it has the audacity to have a pretty white flower.

Reminds me of my teenage…wild and pretty (I’m lying about half of it)

Maybe it mistook its name to be dope… or just NOPE! 

When it showed its first leaves my dad warned me it could be something wild.

He even went as far as to say this could be one of those plants that grow in a sewer. My feelings were hurt.

I never knew there were plants in sewer with pretty white flowers.

And how does dad know that???

Idk what am I going to do with it. Right now I don’t really have options other than just letting it grow into whatever it wants.

About options… I’m writing this on the way to work. I chose this work as an option. But I didn’t choose the office to be on the 4th floor, with elevator operating time starting an hour later than my work starting time.

So you have to hike this mini Everest all the way up. Every morning when you are fasting.

And the weather is very close to what going on Sun.

I don’t know what kind of intense pressure test I’m going through these days.

It’s physical, mental, emotional all at once.

I just hope something better comes out of it.

Not something that grows in a sewer.

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