Some friends have been asking how it’s been going being back
on social media, so I thought I’d give a small update:
I vowed to never download the Facebook application on my
phone again.
After about a week of only using my Safari browser to access
it on my phone, I found it was too much of an inconvenience and decided to go
ahead and download it after all. Facebook sits all alone on the 5th
page of my iPhone. Unless I’m feeling particularly anxious, having it so many
pages back is just the right about of encouragement to keep me off of it more
than I should be.
Instagram is now on my second page instead of my first. I’ve
done pretty well in keeping my images to myself, which sounds a bit strange.
But really, I’m not taking half of the amount that I used to, because I’m
enjoying the moment that I share with the photos that are forming in my brain.
I ask myself if others will find it beautiful and if it’s worth sharing.
Sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t share.
Snapchat—this is forever gone from my phone. We never had a
fabulous relationship and thus I never took him back.
Twitter is another app that hasn’t yet made it back on my
phone as an application. What it has become is sort of my little waste bin of
things I’ve considered posting as statuses on Facebook but then realize 200+
people don’t need to know that or maybe I just don’t want them to. But if I
really want to send it out there—to Twitter it goes.
I find myself walking with my headphones in and no music
playing. I’m not entirely sure what is up with that. I think it is a
combination of my not wanting too much human contact, but also still wanting to
enjoy the sounds of the urban environment, and the strange conversations that
pass me by.
In short, I constantly think before going to my social media
websites and applications. I’m sometimes on them more than I’d like to be. But then I realize, I
am at least conscious of it.
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