I deleted my Twitter account today. Admittedly, a year-and-a-half after starting the thing, I was no longer enjoying it. Well, maybe I haven't been enjoying it for a while before that...
I can credit Twitter with introducing me to a fantastic bunch of people, from Betheboy and the Slackmistress to Heather Harris and Michael Holmes, amongst many, many others. But the fun ended a long time ago. Maybe it's entropy? Maybe it's my awkward experiences with "Twitter stalkers?" Maybe it's fatigue from hearing what everyone ate for breakfast?
Who knows? But I feel a certain release from eliminating Twitter from my life. It's just one less thing I have to pretend I care about. It's one less thing to waste time doing when I should be sleeping. You know, like blogging? ;)
i hardly use my OG twitter account anymore except for high octane cursing while at work. the other i use for connecting with listeners but yeah, since needing an APP to twitter on my phone, I don't use it nearly as much.
ReplyDeleteGood for you! I don't use mine much... I mostly just Twitter for my dogs with other dogs... how weird is that!
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