Something interesting happened on my instagram account this past week.
Well, it was interesting to me at least.
Here’s the story.
Get this: it was a normal morning. I had walked my dog, and, as always, strutted my stuff on the elliptical machine. I continued to make my usual morning smoothie and toast. After I drank my smoothie, I started buttering my toast.
But this, this buttering of the toast, is where things start to get interesting.
“This is inspirational and beautiful.” I said to myself.
“No it’s not, it’s your endorphins talking.” I retorted back.
Drama heightens.
Butter melts.
Inspiration flickers off of said butter.
Before you click out of this post because you think I’m actually psychotic, no, I didn’t actually have this internal monologue. I mean kinda sorta, but not this dramatic.
Have you ever heard of a joke?
No?
Well, allow me to explain. It’s something that makes a story more vividly interesting. It allows the reader to feel engrossed in the plot. Ok? We’re on the same page now? Great!
Moving on.
I decided that my toast was, in fact, gorgeous and I felt the need to share it on my Instagram account. Something about the way it looked was perfect, in my opinion. Part of me felt weird about posting it, but the other half couldn’t have cared less. I mean if someone thinks it’s a weird thing to post then they can unfollow me as easily as they followed. Right? Right. But you know what? Somehow, some way, this picture of toast has almost 200+ likes. How? Honestly, I have no idea. But it does, and the numbers don’t lie. I’m slightly embarrassed by it because a picture of my face got less likes than a picture of toast, but you win some you lose some. Not that likes matter, because according to some sources, likes are leaving the app any day now.
Actually, I think I might know why it got so many likes, comparatively.
Instagram is monotonous. And boring. And uninspiring. And while this picture of toast might not be that inspiring, it is different than everything else that’s posted on people’s feeds. So I think that’s why it gained likes and comments. Not because it’s that great of a photo, but because it’s unique. And people inherently like unique things.
So go post some weird sh*t on your Instagram. If it doesn’t get likes, stay cool because it doesn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things. Unless you’re like the president of the United States…. hah, wait no, it still doesn’t matter apparently. Boom roasted.
Moral of the story? Do what you want.
Thanks for reading,
chloe