One of my tasks for the day was to scroll through my photos and cull some of the things I just do not need any longer. Anyone who’s ever seen my photos can confirm I have an unhealthy habit of taking screenshots of things that I never pay attention to again. I mean to look back, truly.
I have screenshots of funny quotes or inspirational ones. I grab entire poems and mean to read them later, when I have more time to sit with the language. Some images are book recommendations, others are meant to be added to shopping lists or moisturizing routines or possibly lip gloss I plan to try when my four hundred lip glosses run dry.
Then there are the recipes. Some of them involve four photos, ingredients and then instructions that didn’t seem complicated until I hit the photo button for the fourth time. Dairy free or gluten free to try to alleviate stomach issues. Dips guaranteed to make stomach issues worse but parties more fun. Lots of cottage cheese concoctions to add protein. Desserts for the days when I want something sweet but forgot to buy chocolate or ate it all the last time I wanted something sweet.
The single thread tying them together is that they go to my photo roll and never see my grocery list, let alone my kitchen counter.
I want to be better about the screenshots. I want to declutter my brain and my life, not add to the random scattering of information that occupies my thoughts for moments before something new slides into that spot.
They’re a symptom of the scrolling I default to when I’m bored or stressed, the scrolling I’m trying to minimize, if not mostly eliminate. They’re all saved to be helpful in some way, whether it’s to make me laugh or provide extra energy or impart some sort of knowledge. However, when they all just sit in the photo app, they’re not doing any of those things.
I deleted some of them today, though probably not enough.
Maybe tomorrow I won’t add any more.
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