I am taking a break from Facebook.
And, OW. It hurts. I knew I was addicted to it, but GRRR. It is a hard habit to break! It’s in my muscle memory at this point. I hop on for milliseconds at a time, during tiny intervals of the day, without even realizing I’m doing it. Why? So I can know what someone ate for lunch today? Or how they killed it at the gym? Sure, it’s not all so trivial. There are good things to be gleaned from ye old social network. But I have only so many moments to dedicate to nonessentials… and FB isn’t helping me produce many things of worth. So, I’m taking a breather.
I’m hoping it will free me up to do a few things. If I add all those milliseconds together, what will I have? Maybe not much, actually- but I think the simple mental break, stepping back from the virtual world and back into the real world, is going to be good for me. It will motivate me to take care of business. Make some calls. Read. Workout. And maybe… write? I feel, like this artist’s manifesto, that I have been “asleep at the wheel.” This is me attempting to shake the complacency out of my life.
It feels good. Even if it hurts a little.
Anyway, that’s what’s going on with me. If you are one of the few people who read here even without a Facebook link (gasp!), then I’m sending a big old hug your way. There’s no “Like” button here, so you’ll actually have to comment to let me know you’re around. (Hey, don’t act like it’s gonna break your fingers. You’ve gotten just as lazy as me, haven’t you? Maybe I’m not the only one who needs a FB wakeup call! )
Kay, I’m out. Have a good Tuesday, everybody. Now, unplug this thing and go get some fresh air. [like]