Tuesday, September 3, 2013

A simple stretch of sidewalk in Munich.


There's a stretch of street that I walk daily to get to the U-Bahn or the grocery store or what have you, and it's this stretch of street, right at this certain jut in the sidewalk, where ideas for blog posts always pop into my head. Maybe it's coincidence, maybe it's fate...or maybe, just maybe, there's something special about this spot that does that to people.

I like to think the latter. I like to think that one day, long ago, someone was walking that exact route, and stepped on that exact spot, and the realized something life changing: like a secret ingredient for spaghetti sauce that made them millions; or perhaps that they should take up painting and now have works in museums all over the world; or they realized they were in love and, in that moment, decided they must tell the person whom they loved. It's a silly, romanticized notion, this idea that a sidewalk could have the memories of the past imprinted onto it forever, imparting inspiration to all those who walk it. But who are we to be sure it's not possible?

I will take a photo of the spot. Someday.

You see, I am not so good with cameras and upon getting mine out last week someone asked if I had ever heard of smartphones or newer cameras and I got upset because I did have an iPhone, and because I can't afford anything better than this camera and I can't afford to replace my beloved iPhone (r.i.p.).

Naturally--as it so often goes with anxiety and obsessing--I thought about how terrible it is that I can't properly document these moments, this amazing city and how I haven't Instagrammed in a month or so and how people probably roll their eyes when they see my shabby photos.

In order to put these thoughts to rest, as best one can when battling an OCD-riddled mind, I decided I will try and get my camera out a little more often to practice, and I will remind myself that this is my life.

I don't have to prove it to anyone with photos or the like.

Plus, photography was not the gift I was blessed with.
I have my words.


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food for thought:


We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag.
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Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore
I hope you are all both understanding yet skeptical of this quote.  There is both good and bad that comes of social media, but you must decide what extent of sharing feels right for you and what brings you true happiness.  I must confess that I hope your phone does not dictate your life.  I hope that when you are out exploring and when you are out with friends, it stays in your pocket.  Just remember that the best moments can’t be captured by a status update, and that no one knowing about your most amazing experiences does not invalidate such moments.

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5 comments:

  1. oh, I wish I could go to that spot. you write so well, lady! your stories are perfection.

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    1. You're far too kind, Katie. Thank you! xx

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  2. I love love love this. To some extent, I do agree with that quote (even if it is a bigger-picture quote and less literal, but meant to be taken both ways).

    But I know plenty of people spontaneous enough to damage their iPhones for a little fun. They just regret the costs later. :P

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    1. I love that we can document so much of our lives so easily. And I mourn my beloved iPhone for just that reason daily. But, I must say, being sans iPhone, sans Instagram has really helped me breathe a little bit. (But, I can't wait to get it replaced as soon as I have the funds. ;)
      xo

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  3. Photograph away!! Haha. People who say that are silly. I started taking photos on a very old LG Viewty when they were no longer cool. Then on an iPhone. Then on my Mum's 35-year old camera and now my photos aren't too shabby (they were pretty shocking at first) :P And it all started because I was happy to keep snapping away on my crappy little phone! :)

    Also, I love your idea about that little stretch of street. I always have blog ideas on public transport. I have absolutely no idea why. It's totally bizarre.

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