I once `had' a garden. It was too much work so I abandoned it. It grew lots of lovely plants that other people called `weeds'. I began to like to spend time in this `ruined garden'. All the misfits were there. We shared our stories of how others tried to get us to leave because we `served no purpose'. They had no use for us and so we came to the Garden of Laziness.
It was so easy to `tend' that garden. I watched things grow. You know, with my energy focussed on watching them grow instead of watering, providing the proper fertilizer, picking `weeds' and making sure that the fruit was picked, I got a lot more laughing and playing time in.