I love social media. I do. But I also hate social media.
I love being able to keep up with far-away family and friends as well as those close-by.
But I’ve noticed something disturbing in the past 2 years: I get antsy when anyone speaks in phrases longer than 140 characters. Like BORED. I think things like “come on… cut to the chase… chop chop.”
I don’t like this about myself! I’ve always loved words. I’ve always loved TALKING. However, after using Twitter and Facebook for the past several years, I fear I’ve broken my ability to interact on an untethered level. Ok, maybe not broken but at the very least seriously maimed.
So, I’m attempting to get back to words. I don’t have the best track record when it comes to blogs. I’m great at starting. Not so great at consistency. I’m not even sure I remember how to string sentences together for something longer than a status update… so hopefully it’s like riding a bike.
I want to muse… to think out loud… to dream without editing.
But I will use a measure of care because words kill, words give life; they’re either poison or fruit.