I deactivated Facebook about two weeks ago. I made the decision sort of on a whim having dabbled with the idea for several months. I finally just clicked the button, typed in my password and confirmed my choice. It was official.
I thought I'd miss it. I thought I'd wonder. I thought I'd cave. And I did, for a minute. But overall, I didn't really miss it. I didn't really miss the status updates, the pictures or the groups. Sure, when I was bored or procrastinating, it would have given me something to do, but instead I called a friend, went to sleep early, straightened up my apartment or crossed off something on my list of things to do. I was more productive. I was more engaged in the moment. I stopped wondering about life in other places and focused on my own. I was curious, for a few minutes, some days...but not really. I logged on this morning and made a change to my profile, but after several clicks, I deactivated it. Again.
I'll probably still be back at some point. Perhaps even next week? My friends in Austin seem to plan more social events using the Website and post more pictures than my growing community here in Atlanta. So yes, maybe I'll log on using my email and password to reactivate my account. It's that easy. But until then, I'll be getting things done and making more phone calls. And writing more blogs :)
Saturday, November 20, 2010
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