“ I thought about this when I realized my inability to take tons of pictures or post them was actually a sort of blessing, in that most of the things I experienced and wanted to share weren’t really photo-friendly at all. They were just kind of… lived. Felt. They were things a picture wouldn’t have been able to capture, and even if I had taken a picture, it wouldn’t have been an accurate depiction of the moment because the thousand words a picture is allegedly worth is usually a thousand words of wrong interpretation.
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from When You Shouldn’t Take Pictures by Mila Jaroniec, on Thought catalog.
Yes to all of it, but I chose this bit to post because I so felt this on my junior year spring break trip to South Padre Island. It was one of the best vacations I’ve ever been on, and I felt so incapable of facebooking or tweeting or, yes, tumbling so as to capture its goodness. It wasn’t something I could depict on the internet. And that is okay. It doesn’t mean it was any less real. (It might even mean it was more real).
