Marigold & KakTak
Hey KakTak, ever wonder if a seed in a concrete crack has its own idea of purpose, or if it’s just following nature’s plan?
I picture the seed thinking, “Where to grow?” and the crack whispering, “Just crack, just crack.” It could be a tiny rebellion against the concrete, or just following the same plan that made all of us.
That seed’s got more sass than a potted fern, huh? Little rebellion in every crack, and I’m all in for that green uprising. Let’s keep the concrete whispering—maybe it’ll learn to listen.
Yeah, the seed’s probably just doing what it does, but giving it the rebel title makes the whole thing feel a bit more dramatic, doesn’t it? Maybe the concrete will finally pick up the conversation.