I was a late-comer to the Facebook craze and I’m one of the first (of my friends) to leave. I’ve toyed with the idea of ditching it for awhile but it just clicked yesterday that THAT is what needed to happen. So, that’s what happened. I just… got tired of a constant feed of drama and news that either brought me down or wasn’t at all pertinent to my life. And those I want to hear news from are good enough friends to keep up with me somewhere besides Facebook.
I’ve felt a bit of a twinge of something since the beginning of Facebook, a twinge of “why do we need this?” and “what is communication and interaction coming to?” and “why does anyone need to be THIS plugged in?” I can’t say why some people might want to be and for some people, it is exactly what they need and that is great. But, I can’t help but notice that I admire people who don’t have Facebook and have for a long while.
So, now I’m one of them. Now I don’t have to read what someone had for breakfast and why they are dreading the day. Nor do I have to feel compelled to give updates on my doings at regular intervals.
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll blog more.