Using Instagram as a symbol for the deep human need to be included.
I so identify with the author’s description of the end of his senior year in high school. I had lots of friends but was never in a clique. I did much better at one-on-one relationships, and I still do.
When it came to walking down the aisle at graduation, it turned out even my three best friends had someone who was more of a best friend to them than I was . . .
I was class valedictorian and I walked with a virtual stranger, another person left out after everyone paired up.
See how much we desire to be included? I can remember that time vividly, almost 40 years later.