My desk plant is dying, and I am devastated.
For a little over two years, I’ve kept a pothos plant, aptly named Plant, at the corner of my desk at work. It was gift from an editor in my first few days of work, and it’s been with me ever since. It thrived under the harsh fluorescent lighting in our old office, and when time came to move to a new, sunnier space, I cradled Plant in my arms for the 7-block walk to its new home.
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The new office’s enormous windows were a welcome change, and for a while they suited Plant and I just fine. Every Friday I would carry Plant and its increasingly long vines to the office kitchen where I would water it. Read more…