I have a confession to make. I only cut two of the three social media giants out of my life. Instagram had to stay, and there’s a VERY good reason…
I love pictures. They’re my absolute favorite, because no matter who’s in the picture, who took it, or how long ago it was snapped, it’s a piece of history. And I love history. Pictures to me are like books, or movies; they offer a glimpse into how people were feeling at a certain time or in a certain place, and there is nothing more beautiful than that to me.
And, yeah, Instagram has been taken over by tweens who love “Selfie Sunday” and “Throwback Thursday” (I may be guilty of participating in the latter, but hey.. history) but there’s no reason MY Instagram has to conform to those standards. I want to travel, and marvel at beautiful and iconic places and things and people, and I want to document it and, call me a wannabe hipster, but Instagram has some pretty “artistic” features that I find to be perfect outlets to express my wonder at the world.
So, yesterday, I said goodbye to Facebook and Twitter, and the mindless oversharing of “thoughts”, if one can classify them as such. But the pictures.. the pictures had to stay.
If you’d like, you can follow my Instagram here–> http://instagram.com/ash_nickel
Excuse the typical college-life pictures.. I am, after all, in college, and much to my disdain, I have drunken moments where I think “OhMehGawd, I HAVE to take Instagram this!” which leads to oversharing.
But, since I can’t get myself to eliminate this social site, I vow to use it for good, and to take pictures of only beautiful people, places, and things.
364 more days without Facebook and Twitter.