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Welcome to Monday! And somehow we are already almost a third through the month…whhaaaattttt???
Now the prompt for today is ‘let social media inspire you’ and I didn’t quite know what to do with it. I still don’t really know what to do with it as I am writing this post now. I have deleted so many paragraphs and half sentences because everything I wrote I hated. Like really hated, so I had to start over. Again and again. (So basically this is a warning that this post is rambly as hell.)
As distractions go, it is one of the best things there is because sometimes I would rather scroll endlessly through pictures of food then read or write or something else (seriously when I found New Fork City’s Instagram page I lost my entire lunch break). But then spookily I can also lose hours of my day just mindlessly scrolling and not notice. Which is maybe a bit of a problem.
I have also made so many good discoveries because of it (hello Hamilton…final mention for the time being I promise…maybe…) and then there’s the obvious, it’s great for keeping in touch with people and all that jazz. But with the good comes the bad (for me anyway) and that is that it also throws things at me that serve no other purpose except making me mad with no warning. And because I am still like a moth to a fucking flame I go down the rabbit hole of shit that I know I should just avoid (I wrote a whole post about that issue) and as a direct consequence I just exist in this little bubble where I think maybe I should just take one GIANT step back from social media.
Then there was that weird period of time where I found myself almost doing something just because it was ‘totally Instagrammable’, which is a dangerous place to get to. It lasted for all of a week and then I got my shit back together. But that’s what it can get to, and that’s a bit weird, especially as it came at time when I hadn’t even used the app for near to a year with no issue. That whole thing was made even weirder by the fact that at around the same point I felt bad when I didn’t update my Twitter for a day. Then I remembered that I haven’t put an actual status on Facebook since at least 2013 and the world hasn’t ended, because at the end of the day it is just the internet and your own social media profiles are yours to do with what you want, so I calmed the hell down and carried on living my life guilt free. Because nothing you elect to be a part of should come attached with guilt or bad feelings, what is the point of that really?
This post is almost as muddled as my thoughts right now about it, and I am fully aware that it sounds like I am being really whiny about something that is actually pretty great in a general sense and to me. I do love it 85% of the time. But like most things it can get a bit too much sometimes and a break is needed. Ain’t nothing wrong with that.
And with this mess of almost 600 words I conclude the task of letting social media inspire me. Although I think writing about it confused me more than anything else.
Parentheses count: 4. See you tomorrow!
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