DEAR FACEBOOK I NEED SPACE
It's not you it is me.
I love Facebook. I do because it affords me the opportunity to talk with people I would have never otherwise gotten to interact with. There are a host of interesting people; notable and everyday folks some make me laugh, others make me think, and there are those that make me want to fight. The conversations are what have turned Facebook into a compulsion. My days have become inextricably tied to Facebook. Hours and hours of my life are eaten up by commenting, posting, tagging, untagging, or uploading. As I speak I am listening to George Michael singing "If You Were My Woman" my immediate thought was to post it on Facebook.
I don't want anything to control me so. I am taking time off. My desire is to reprogram myself. Get my priorities in order. Facebook cannot and should not be a priority. I don't know how long it will take. Like any other addiction I can only approach it one day at a time. I am 2 and 1/2 days in...