Every time I need to buy a loaf of break, a container of milk, and a stick of butter, I also want to pick up a nice beautiful flower. But why bother? Why trap such a lovely living creature in my cramped New York City Apartment?
Sesame Street taught me lots of things, like counting, how crayons are made, and that bottle caps are super cool to collect.
They also taught me that flowers have feelings too, and just like people they will weep when they hear Vivaldi. So remember that next time you listen to classical music while watering your plants in your apartment. Just saying.