The bright oncoming headlights blinded me. So much so that I squinted.
I couldn’t even retaliate, because the high beams were off and the lights weren’t even angled up. It was just the tech.
Similarly, LinkedIn posts began blinding me. All that shiny chrome. Polished. All surfaces so reflective and new.
LinkedIn is just a platform and serves a purpose. But I had to get away.
I was searching for fractures, raw wounds. Incidents exposing the reality I see in cubicles each day. That’s the fracture, not in what LinkedIn shows, but in what it smothers.
I’m the loser if I go to a CGI-laden flick expecting to be overwhelmed by organic scenes. The takeaway is simple. If you crave trad pizza, seek out that place where smoke billows from a clay oven. Stay wherever you choose to. Sometimes I am honest with myself, and then I choose to leave.
Honest phrasing becomes language I can choose to wield.
Keep lining up for microwave meals and don’t whine when you forget what real fire tastes like.
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I try to stop preventable car crashes on Linkedin whenever I see them. Unfortunately, I’ve discovered the supply is endless so I can’t keep up.
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