Epic Selfie
If life is different now, it's because so much more of it is saved:
a thousand photographs and videos, countless posts and status updates,
the permanent but pale trails of social media that we pull behind us-
weightless until they aren't. Every moment filtered, framed and broadcast.
If our descendants were to ever wonder about us, they wouldn't lack
for a paper trail. We leave behind so much more than our grandparents.
Our grandchildren will be able to easily construct our stories-
our friends, our loves, the pretty foods we have eaten- because the world
has given us everything we need to design and tend to and tell our own stories:
leisure time, Instagram, Facebook, YouTube, Twitter, the cloud,
and most importantly the desire to be relevant, the fear of being forgotten.
All of us are busily curating exhibits in vast museums devoted to our selves.
We are chronicling the epic tales of our amusements and frustrations,
our work days and vacations, and every observation we feel might be relatable.
And who is to say that we are any less deserving to be remembered
than Odysseus or Beowulf? Behold the mighty monsters we've slain!
Observe our courage and cleverness, how deftly we sidestep danger!
Remember our many struggles, the depths of our despairs!
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