Muffin Top is a survivor. About four years ago, I accidentally dropped Muffin Top and he broke in half and all of his soil fell out. I was like, Well, that's the end of Muffin Top. R.I.P. old buddy. Just as an experiment, I put him back in his pot and left him on the windowsill for a few days just to see what happened. And shit! The boy sprang a bud of a different color right on top of his injury. He grew over it. He grew in spite of it. He rolled with his new circumstances. He adapted. He used to be green and now he's red. It's like he was never green. He rocks his new hair. Whenever I'm going through a lot of change or things seem uncertain, I think of Muffin Top, and how naturally he adapted to his new self.