There, and Back, and Back Again

I went back to facebook.  For about 10 minutes.  And then I realized that I didn’t miss anything by not being on facebook, and I left again.  In a particularly stressful time of life right now, I just can’t seem to sit still.  I checked out what I had been missing, having been off of facebook for about 6 weeks now.  I don’t feel I’ve missed too much.  All the important stuff about friends and family I find out through my wife.  

I don’t know why I went back.  Or why I used to go all the time.  There is something so terrifyingly riveting about seeing and being seen.  Not that facebook is useless.  But is it good?  

I don’t think so, for me at least.  I have such an inane, narcissistic void, in which I want to be esteemed, but not just “liked.”  Not just “followed.”  Adored.  And right.  I want to be right.  On social media, people share all sorts of opinions as if they are facts.  Some share in a brash, uneven way.  And this is my summons: to the facebook marketplace I ride, Bible in one hand, and memorized Kreeft quotes in the other!  

No, I don’t think so.  I don’t need that right now.  Just give me an outlet, and maybe a little dialog, and I’m fine.  And I’m here.


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