When we snap a picture it is always capturing the best of that moment. Smiles, joy, pleasure, beauty. But what if, without our knowledge, snapshots were taken of the moment - best or not? What if the snapshot captured the scowl, the tears, the confusion, the anger, the frustration? What if there were snapshots that recorded pain, discomfort, ugliness, and misery? Would that make our lives any less? If snapshots captured the whole of our lives, not just the best moments, I suspect that as we flipped through the albums we would get a better perspective on the whole of life - not just the happy, shiny moments. What's so beautiful about life is the mix of both the happy moments and the unhappy moments. They all come together to make quite a beautiful life.
I've been thinking about it for over a month. Usually, when I'm in it I'm engaged. But this time? I started it indifferent and I've felt indifferent all along. I should have never started. Hindsight is 20/20 they say and they aren't wrong. So when I opened my eyes this morning it was clear. It's time. Time to quit this 365. This is the first 365 that I haven't posted several of the days, the first 365 that I wasn't super excited about, the first 365 that I've quit. I've changed my social media presence and interactions the past year so this is also the first 365 that hardly anyone has been interested in. Is it the topic or my decision to not be as accessible on social media? Or is it some other reason altogether? Well, regardless...I'm throwing in the towel on this one. I can't say if I'll ever do another 365 again. Time will tell and I will know if and when it's time.


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