He pushed his hands into the soil and focused really hard, so hard his face turned red. He clenched his fists in the dirt. His head was about to explode and a bit of snot trickled down his right nostril. His brows furrowed and his face was dotted with sweat. Then it happened. A tiny green sprout popped out of the mound of soil and he chuckled with glee.
“Whew! Well, at least that’s done and over with. I still have a long way to go but at least I started somewhere.”
And he stood up in the empty wasteland ready to make more sprouts.