No More Paper Towels

The other day, I spilled some water all over my desk (I believe I was doing some extreme daydreaming and got myself super excited). I reached over to jot down a note and wham! Water all over.
 

I hurriedly grab a handful of paper towels and started to clean up my mess. I look up and what do I see? My two favorite flowers staring back at me from their position on the window sill. I don’t know whether I was particularly emotional that day or what, but I starting thinking: Plant, I am killing your relatives. I tear off another paper towel from the roll. There goes another one of them. And then I tore off another. Oh my God, I must stop!
 

As of that day, I decided to no longer use paper towels. I will use a washcloth, or my shirt, whichever is closest to me.
 

Talk about flower power. Go green.