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Later I quit, or I just didn't go back to classes because it bored me.
I think what kept me going at first was, to find a way that works.
And when I found it, I moved on to something else.
Eventually I couldn't do piano because we couldn't afford it, animals just depressed me because they were so fragile
and sometimes not cooperative
(or unresponsive), dancing was easy, sewing was boring.
When I was old enough to work I started floral design at a family-owned florist in Arlington Heights,
Massachusetts, at the age of 14. It was a tropical flower shop owned by a Lebanese family.
I guess I stayed interested in flowers because they are moldable yet limited, fragile yet prideful, beautiful yet high-maintenance.
But the stages and process that flowers go through was so intriguing to me even though I still did not want to read about them,
because I wanted to, instead, figure them out for myself.
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