You perhaps have to be a certain type of person to even appreciate this comic, but I thought it was one of the most hilarious things I’ve seen on the internet in a long time.
I have probably posted enough pictures of flowers here to reveal which type I actually am. At times I despair of my own lack of ambition, but I heartily concur with Monet who apparently said “I must have flowers, always, and always”, and with that, I must have time for the flowers. Though I don’t necessarily need cultivated flowers. Wild and untamed landscapes will do nicely.
I am still reading Tim Keller’s devotions on the Psalms every morning on the bus, and recently it was Psalm 104, which tugs at my delight. Restoring and renewing the created world is something that moves me. (I know it doesn’t move other people. I have met those people.)
I also need time for just being at home and reading and pondering and listening to music and inspecting the garden.
But for the Type As: you go you flower smelling champions! (I love that!) All power and achievement to you.
(I reserve my Type A-ness for silent frustration with people who just stand on and block escalators. There are no flowers to smell in shopping malls, especially when I am on a half hour lunch break. Keep moving or keep left people!)