I’m a weirdo. Anyone who’s flipped through five or more blog posts of mine will know this. But I’m an even bigger weirdo on the subject of social media.
Every so often, I get friends or family members urging me to join some social network or other. I always end up laughing them off. Because, well, here’s the thing: I have never had a Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, or Tumblr account. And I don’t really want to change that. Oh, I’ve dabbled in some of the other social media sites, even some of the bigger ones. I have friends with Tumblr blogs that I stalk, because I love their content.
But, on the whole? I’m happy without it. Without the sense of competition, without people prying into my business, without losing time that could have been better spent on writing or sleeping or spending face-to-face time with people.
Mostly, though, I’m happier without social media because, from where I’m standing? The whole thing looks like a never-ending series of train wrecks, and I have no desire to be on any of those trains. I’m good over here, outside the blast radius, where I can occasionally pull up a lawn chair and some popcorn if I’m in the mood to watch things explode.
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