
24/09/2025
Insta Ju**ie
Imagine you are standing in a long hall.
There are about 15 doors on either side and they are all open.
Conversations, disagreements and excitement pings through the hall.
As you walk down it, you can decide to drop in on friends, or current events, or cute cat content.
Now imagine all those doors close at one time.
No sound escapes, and you are alone in the hall.
Only the echos of your mind.
You spin round to try to find magnetic North, but it’s just closed doors.
That is what it felt like for me to be off of Instagram for a week.
All the noise stopped (or at least hushed to a whisper)
The feeling of breaking up with a lover just to discover how much extra time you really have.
I missed the noise, I missed the friends, I missed the most appreciated cheerleaders, but my head was a little quieter.
I don’t want to, but I’m going to stay off of stories through the end of September.
While I register the wickedness and cruelty of the world, mostly what I see is beauty.
I see it in a puddle, or a vine, or a door
a mirror,
a plate of pasta,
an aperol spritz
my friends cosmo,
my child,
his friends,
my town,
the Potomac
My world is beautiful and I want to share that beauty, but my conscience gets in the way.
I wanted to start crying when I heard the Tylenol announcement.
How much more pain are women to endure?
Don’t take Tylenol or you will give your baby autism!?!
F***
I’d like to state for the record I took Tylenol while pregnant, headaches all the time.
I was blessed with a healthy baby boy, a healthy baby that has grown into the most beautiful child I have ever seen.
So when I hear that Tylenol, and women again, are under attack, I get curious.
Could the naming of Tylenol have anything to do with the company and people that produce and profit from it . . . didn’t they come out with a c vid vaccine, is this why?
It does nothing positive for me to recite my conspiracies, so I will keep the doors of Instagram shut for a little while longer.
Hush the voices in my head, try to find clarity, ask the oracle, what is the meaning of life?