Social Media Sabbatical
So, I’m not entirely sure how I decided that I needed a Social Media Sabbatical, like, right this very minute, but I just asked my good friend Melani to change the passwords on my Facebook & Twitter accounts and had her promise not to tell me what they are, no matter how much I might beg and plead until next year.
January. 1st. 2012.
Whaaaaaa? How am I going to do this? I think I might be cheating already. Because I’m writing this before I’ve actually given Melani the current passwords to these accounts. Because….. you know…… I need to leave these accounts with some type of explanation, right? For like, when people come looking for me? I can’t just disappear. Can I? Would anyone even notice?
Yep Folks. Therein lies the problem.
Somewhere between my morning coffee and mid-day snack I started reading this article. These words stopped me cold:
I had a guttural reaction. Something deep inside of me screamed “YES!” A flurry of emails back and forth between Melani and I and Bim – Bam – Boom ~ she was done with Facebook. Also, Melani deleted her Twitter account months ago. This is a woman who clearly does not suffer from the same level of “Look at me! Look at me!” as I do.
Nevertheless, I am going to do it. (Can you hear me chanting to myself “I think I can, I think I can”?) I am! I am! Dammit. I just need a little more preparation. I mean, for instance, when I started writing this blog post, I didn’t even know that I was going to agree to stay off Facebook and Twitter until next year! That seems a bit drastic when I see it in writing, but I think 3 months is a good length for a sabbatical, don’t you?
So, here’s what really did it for me:
And so, with that bit o’ brilliance from Laurel, I leave you, my social media comrades. I’m done with the exhausting exercise of “Look at me! Look at me!” At least until next year.
T.T.F.N.! (that’s Ta-Ta-For-Now for those of you who do not have teenage daughters)
If you need to reach me (and oh Lordy, how I’m praying that you DO) I’ll be blogging right here and reading every single comment. Otherwise, I’ll be writing lines of dialogue and poems, songs and essays, staring at clouds and hiking up mountains, all in the hopes of creating something meaningful.
”Pursue something so important that even if you fail, the world is better off with you having tried.” – Tim O’Reilly