A friend of mine shot a note to me yesterday asking if I was okay. I wasn’t sure of the context of his question, but I “sure, why?” He responded by saying that so many of the photos I’d been posting on Instagram were of open roads, paths, and ways forward, jumping to something of a psychobabble diagnosis that I must therefore be tremendously unhappy or feeling stuck in my current situation.
I laughed and assured him that while I’m indeed feeling frustrated like everyone else about the current state of the world, that I’m okay.
I went back to look at the pictures in question. His point hadn’t occurred to me, nor was telegraphing same in any way part of my intention, but I guess I can forgive him for jumping to that conclusion ...
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