I’ve come to the bitter conclusion that I’m better off with fake plants than live ones. Because I can’t seem to bring myself to care for the live ones in the right way. Too much water, not enough water or watered too infrequently, not enough light, too much light. I’ve lost count of the number of plants that have died slow terrible deaths in my home. The word has gone out among all the plants in all the plant shops in Los Angeles. If that Wells guy buys you and takes you home, it’s like going to the gas chamber.