each person is a plant
each post a leaf, a fruit
each like of yours of theirs, a root tuber
each feed a glade, a grove, a thicket of conversation
intertwining vines

I see my longterm friends, their unique dense root system of everything I’ve ever loved that they shared
a rare post a gleaming apple

I always love how conversations branch out, perhaps I’ll make a bluesky canvas. I’m going to need to see some longform convos here tho first

I prefer to see my entire day’s scroll at once