Instagram may have saved my sanity.
A lifelong fear of flying and my spirit of adventure found me traveling cross country earlier this month by rail from DC to a Free Range retreat in Oakland. My 8-day-round-trip trek took me through sixteen states and all nine circles of Hell. I'm only mildly exaggerating when I say that Instagram salvaged my sanity. When the angry drunk with the knife was ranting, Instagram was there. When we crested the Sierra Nevadas, Instagram was there. When we rolled to a remote stop in Arizona at midnight and they led a few of my fellow passengers off the train in handcuffs, Instagram was there.Read More