I didn’t plan on writing anything today. That’s how it usually goes though. I don’t write nearly as often as I’d like to, and when I do it’s because something is on my heart and mind and I feel like it needs to come out.
That’s why I’m writing this today. I’m writing this blog to break up with Facebook.
I’ve always been a “status” guy. I loved when it was introduced. My friends will attest to the fact that there is rarely a day when a status doesn’t fly from my mind and heart to my fingers to my Facebook. Sometimes it misses one of those steps. Usually it’s the most important one. I tend to assume that if it’s a thought I’ve had, it’s worth sharing. I’m prideful like that. This is something that has nagged me, in relationships in particular, both on and offline. I often speak/write without checking my pride at the door. I mean, look at what I’ve written so far in this post. “I” sticks out as a well-worn word.
There are a lot of reasons I could give for logging off of Facebook. Not everyone needs to, but I do. It’s an example of narcissism, a time-waster, a thief of initiative, and at times, it’s a place I go when I don’t want to be where I am. I think when it becomes like that…there’s no choice but to disengage.
For those clamoring for pictures of Lindy…Laura will still be on Facebook, and she can be your friend, just ask her. Also, I hope to blog more, so save this URL, or subscribe to my posts, and you can check it out. I’m also hoping to get into hand-writing letters more, so if you are interested in that, e-mail me at email@example.com and we can stay connected that way.
For practical purposes, I’m gonna leave this up for a bit, and then in a week or so, it’ll be sayonara Zuckerberg.
EDIT: My wife convinced me that I was better served in the long haul, just working on my heart when it came to Facebook (plus I couldn’t get my spotify to work without it), so I’m still there. Just more mindful of how I use it.