From ten years ago.

Captured this low-res image with an entry-level phone back in 2016, after I drunkenly fell next to an open trench drain and dropped my spectacles into it.
I’m extremely shortsighted and had to use my phone camera, with the zoom and flash turned on to battle both myopia and the darkness of the night, to look for my glasses.
That method somehow worked. I found my specs and, next to them, stood this beauty.
(Sidebar: I was surely not sober because sober me would have left my specs there and flagged a cab home. I always have a collection of 20 or more pairs of specs. Besides, the drain was definitely filthy and filled with the possibility of having a brief and unpleasant meeting with rowdy rats and lurking lizards.)
After seeing the plant in the drain from my phone screen, I asked aloud in my drunken stupor: “How can someone as beautiful as you be here, my love?”
I remember this moment vividly because I snapped a photo, obviously… but I also remember this encounter because I felt upset, thinking about how the plant growing in the drain was very much like myself.
Ten years on, I am no longer on the ground next to the drain.
I Am The Plant.
In the drain. Haha.