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What are “likes,” anyway

Comments, pats, cheers, whoops

Sometimes the greatest compliment to me after making a statement is witnessing the silence that falls across the dinner table, like a storm spreading darkness over a landscape. When we hear the rustling of leaves and sense the sky’s shadow, it disquiets. It reminds us to be humble.

It silences.

It can also arouse fear, and I have no doubt I spark a bit of that too, but it is a healthy emotion. If fear can cause anxiety, and anxiety thought, and thought growth, then I am content.