I came to the realization that I’m not doing the world any justice by allowing some of my interactions to be done via Facebook messaging/liking/commenting and text… ohhhh text. If it’s quick and you can’t talk, okay. Understandable. But if you are able to talk, call. Especially if you are looking to catch up and dig deep down into philosophical, complicated, or even humorous please, for the love of God and for the sake of this world coming back to life, just call.Now I realize that I can’t do much about the technological path choice that others take in reaching out to me or others, but I can control my own contribution, or int his case- lack thereof. And so, Facebook, I’m going to take a break from you.Now before you freak out and go deleting my profile and throwing out all of the memories we’ve built together just wait a moment and let me say my piece. I mean, this doesn’t have to be the end… and truthfully Stephanie is such a fan of our relationship that I don’t believe she’ll allow it to be cut off cold turkey.
But the bottom line is that I need space.
I have a life to live and while I thought you were a facilitator in me living that life, the truth is that more often than not, you hold me down. You’re needy in the most manipulative of ways and I fall for it, every single time. You’re like a drug! And if I may get philosophical for just a moment here, I believe a wise woman once said, “Ain’t nobody got time fuh that.”
Well, so… uhhh this is it…
You can keep all of our pictures. I mean, I’ll be back for work (I hope we can both be mature about that) so it would actually be nice to see them still up when I’m around, but please don’t count on me lingering because it will be brief.
And I have a feeling that most of our mutual friends will side with you, which is fine because I’ll be out having fun exploring life with my friends who don’t need to go through you to get to me anyways.
Take care while I’m gone, Facebook.
Oh, and I feel the need to throw this little disclaimer out there in case you didn’t already think about it, but I can’t be held accountable for what I do on this break and don’t share with you… I mean, after all, we were on a break.