i was walking home yesterday evening when out the corner of my eye i saw the prettiest yellow flower of my life. the most delicate little buttercup i’d ever seen growing right through the sidewalk. i was immediately taken by the compulsion to pluck the flower and care for it to the best of my ability. i hesitated only for a moment as i tried to decide whether or not it’d be better served in its current environment, but a fear of the hurried steps of passers-by assuaged my concerns. as soon as...