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| Every day, like clockwork, I take a photo of my lunch. But here’s the strange part. None of those photos ever make it to social media. Do we need to post it? No Facebook post. No Instagram story. No “Lunch time!” caption with 17 hashtags. So why do I keep taking them? At first, I told myself it was for memories. You know, like a digital food diary. But realistically, when was the last time anyone scrolled through their phone thinking, “Ah yes, let me revisit my chicken adobo from last February.” Then I thought maybe it was for future posting. Maybe someday I’ll upload them all at once like a dramatic documentary: “365 Days of Lunch.” But deep down, we all know that day will never come. The truth is, taking a photo of lunch has become a strange little ritual. It’s like my brain believes the meal is more official if it’s photographed first. As if the food somehow doesn’t count until the camera approves it. Also, there’s the possibility that I’m subconsciously preparing for a future where someone asks, “Did you even eat today?” And I can confidently reply, “Of course I did. I have photographic evidence.” But still… the photos remain in my gallery, like over 50 of them. Quietly existing and waiting for a moment that will never arrive. Maybe one day archaeologists will discover my phone and say, “Fascinating. This person documented lunch daily… but shared it with no one.” And honestly, that might be the most mysterious social media strategy of all. Thank you, Zach "Earl" Pablo |