The Aesthetics of Authenticity

I envy the joyful brightness of people on social media, their bubbly exteriors. Yes, I’ve heard it before: it is not always real. They might be hiding a desperately depressed self behind the scenes. Well then, I envy at least their ability to marshal their energies enough to put on that mask.

I don’t have such energies. The energy I do have I must reserve for deadlines, potential fires to put out, paid work…