It’s that time of year, the time where I delete most of the blogs from my reader and turn off Facebook notifications. I thought about doing it the other way and deleting this blog and making FB my main place, but I realized how very tired I am of the fast-paced conversation and the constant intrusion of FB into my day. To say it’s addictive is an understatement. It’s just such an uncanny replica of the fantasy life in my head, with total control of my interactions and utter immersion in Other People.
It loses something when I’m only reading and not interacting, and that’s what I find myself doing lately.
Especially since launching You Are the Muse, which showed me I’m undeniably tired. I thought it would inject some new life into my online persona, but what it actually did was show me my muse had better things to worry about. ‘Course, it seems like I’m not really interested in much of anything nowadays, except what you’re saying on Facebook. My brain is tired from processing all that info, so I think I’m going to give it a rest. I might even start commenting on your blogs more if I don’t use up all my brain power on FB—won’t that be nice? I might start posting more, writing more, fill-in-the-blank more…
It just occurred to me that I probably melded my life essence with Facebook long ago, and if I’m disconnected too long I’ll start to fade.
Greedy, soul-sucking monster.
But don’t you worry your pretty little head about that. It’s probably too late for you, too. Have fun!