She spent seven years under a rock. While the rest of us were out playing/seeing the world/getting lost/getting found/getting drunk/getting high/sobering up, she was hibernating. Stagnating.
When I finally found her, I gave her a little plant. She kept it in her bedroom, in the basement of her parents' house. It wasn't getting enough sunlight down there, so it didn't get any bigger, but it didn't die either. I tried to convince her to put it somewhere with more sun, but she said no, she had to have it in her room close to her to feel as though it belonged to her. So it just stayed exactly the same size for months and months, not growing, just sitting there, just surviving.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KyP0DACgdgc
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