I never water the plants.
I never wanted to.
It makes no difference, they'll thrive anyway.
The Others admonish me, they do.
But they don't know.
The plants don't need me.
No one does.
Maybe the spiders on the walls have become somewhat fond of me.
Probably on account of that their numbers don't bother me.
But that's just because I don't care.
About much.
Hardly anything at all.
I couldn't care less.
I think the Others should care less. Or more.
They admonish me for not watering the plants.
The plants don't care.
They thrive anyway.
