Mint is a total thug. It will take over your garden. It spreads like gossip in a small town. Plant it in a pot, or it will conquer your yard.
It’s practically immortal. You can try to kill it. You will fail. It laughs at winter.
So, buy a big pot. Let it go wild. Then use that beautiful, invasive weed to make the best mojitos of your life.
Go get some spearmint. Make a drink. Call a friend. You’ve earned it.
And for the love of all that is holy, don’t use peppermint. I’m watching you.
