I couldn’t help myself. I signed up:
Not that I’ve been successful at growing food on the balcony YET. Other than rosemary and chives, but I ate them and that’s a start, right? Damn straight.
I'm not really famous. In case you were wondering. But I tried. I once believed that fame makes you real - a perversion of "The Velveteen Rabbit" theme that love makes you real. Guess I equated fame with love. Sad. You can read more about that here.