Stu has observed some very strange behaviour in me.
Apparently I plant flowers, then move them to another spot a few weeks later. I re-plant them, then move them to another spot a few weeks later! This is a continuing cycle.
Unfortunately, it is true. I do this!
But what absurd aspect of my character makes me do it?
Am I indecisive or dissatisfied?
Perhaps I have a fear of putting down roots?