It's like all the flowers in a garden were lined up in a row and told they had to be better flowers. "You! Yeah you, the one with the crushed petals. I know you grew up next to a rock, but you'd better stand up straighter or you'll never get anywhere as a daisy." "And you! Yeah, you. How come you're so short? I know you didn't get the same nutrients as the others but how about a bit more effort now! You're not trying hard enough to be taller." "What about you? Your soil and weather were perfect to make you the most beautiful flower ever. How come you look average?"
First published November 2014 in my free monthly email newsletter, Starry Night. Sign up here.
