The Clique

The Clique

The worst cliques are those which consist of one man.

George Bernard Shaw

What a wonderful day it is!

First things first. I got my hands on some new filters for Photoshop (thanks to a fellow blogger). Now that my options have increased… so have my ideas. This is going to be a great week!

Second, this image is from one of my beach trips months ago—and this was a very curious group of girls. They spent a good portion of the day standing around in a circle. Honestly, I think they were taking selfies and using the huddle to block the sun’s reflection from their cellphones.

Watching them reminded me of cliques, from back in the old high school days. For some of us, reminders of (not so wonderful) days gone by are reminders of how we veered off the path. For me…

Cliques – Outsider (Me) = Teenage Angst + Bad Choices = Alcohol(ic)

Not a winning formula.

But I know now that it was the same then as it is now. It’s not about what others are doing, it’s about what I’m doing—and how I react to what others are doing. And the quote that I found reminded me of how important it is to be a part of—not a clique—but a community.

So… thank you for being a part of my community!

Love you guys,

—Janet