I wish I could bottle this cool breeze and save it for later. Because I know we’re going to need it.
I don’t want it to go to waste, so I’m going to close my eyes and enjoy it. It’s like cool caresses on my skin.
“The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the distillation, it is odorless,
It is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it,
I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked,
I am mad for it to be in contact with me.”
From Walt Whitman’s Song of Myself.
I’m not sure how I feel about Facebook. On the one hand, I can see the value in being connected to people – people you haven’t seen in a while and people you see everyday, but connected in a different way. You pick and choose what part of your (somewhat narcissistic) reality to put out there and they can pick and choose what to see.
On the other hand, though, I’m tired!
81. That’s how many unread messages are in my gmail inbox. I’ve actually read them already, but I marked them as unread because I need to respond to them.
122. Number of unread blogs in my reader. I’ve skimmed these, but kept them unread because I want to read them later. Each morning, when I open reader, it’s easier for me to just go through the ones I don’t want to read. By the time I’ve done that and saved the good ones for later, I’m too tired to read any of them.
The same with the emails. It’s satisfying to delete unimportant emails, but that number in parenthesis next to “inbox” keeps growing and mocking me. Yesterday I made myself get it down into the 80s. It was over a hundred. On my to-do list I always write “emails.”
(There are also a ton of other, more important things on my to-do list, like, run, laundry, vacuum, iron, mend clothes, call the VA, haircut, shoes for wedding, and FIND A JOB!...so forgive me!)
So can you understand why I avoid facebook? I get email messages from facebook: “So and so wants to be your friend...” I usually delete these (feeling good getting that inbox number down).
Sometimes it’s someone I’m genuinely happy to see there in my inbox, and I make a rare trip to facebook to accept them, ignoring the many (I can tell there are a lot because the scroll bar is so small) other friend requests, friend suggestions, event requests, event invitations, cause invitations, requests for farm equipment, mob weapons, hearts, drinks, food, etc...oh, please stop! Exit! Exit facebook before someone sees that I’m here!
I’m not saying I’m so popular that I can just ignore potential friends. I'm saying, I don't know how you do it – get all the things done you need to get done and still have energy to talk to people on facebook. I’m saying I don’t want to be haunted by someone I knew 10 years ago and didn’t really like anyway, who had a late night wandering the facebook universe, looking for people he knew. He was probably drunk too.
So I just hit delete. Sorry, you are not intruding on my morning like that, making me feel guilty that I don’t get on facebook enough. I have 209 facebook friends who can do that just fine.
And I'm sorry I'm never on facebook! Can't we just go get a cup of coffee? Or you can help me pick out shoes for the wedding...?
