This is my office plant. Or was. It's how I found it after first returning to work after several months of lockdown. I eventually threw all the other ones out, but I kept this guy. I thought there was something beautiful about the way its leaves turned white and brittle but never fell off. And it reminds me of that moment - is it two years ago now? - when I walked backwards in time and found my office perfectly preserved except for the living things. Like a neutron bomb of disease that travelled from some other side of the world and crawled under my door and indirectly but definitively sapped the life out of this organism. It's the smallest of footnotes but when I do lay my eyes on it, I remember in a uniquely stark way.