I re-activated my Facebook (again). I’m ashamed to admit it, but I did. Once again, my life has become whole now that I am able to read about someone’s fantastic morning coffee accompanied by a link to an adorable baby blowing snot bubbles out of his nose.
Why did I re-activate? Because living in today’s world seems to require it. There’s no going back to tin cans and string; going off the grid is impossible if you want to communicate with friends and family.
Can we just bring it down a notch though? The stream-of-consciousness banter of Facebook makes me want to gouge my eyes out. Seriously, do some of these people ever stop posting? Breaking news: your every thought and recounted moment are not that interesting. Neither are mine. Which is why I don’t comment on the songbirds outside my window right now that are warbling majestically.
Was Facebook fantastic in the beginning? Of course it was. Who knew there were so many wildly unflattering photos of us out there? Commenting on them was ceaseless fun and hello to all my high school friends, old workmates and all my exes! Exchanging updates was fun, but unless we are going to have an affair I think our work here is done.
Edit people, edit! Gotta go – I think my coffee’s ready (just so you know).
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