Do you ever feel like you are in the dark without a light in the tunnel? Then suddenly a blinding light appears and it turns out to be an oncoming freight train? That’s what social media feels like to me, an oncoming freight train. See how old I am. I should be saying something like an oncoming rocket launcher. Freight trains are outdated.
Social media is NOW. It is instant. It is our connection with the world. I’m on Facebook and Linked in, even Twitter but I never remember to do it. I have a hard enough time remembering to blog. I love to write and I would be blogging every day except that email and Facebook and all the other instant demands are tugging at me minute to minute. My friend Sara Dobie has a fantastic blog full of music and pictures. (www.saradobie.wordpress.com) Another friend, Leigh at www.liveyourbliss.wordpress.com , puts videos in hers…of gorgeous Brazil, no less. I’m good to just get the words down.
I have just spent an entire day at this computer and I’m not sure I’ve accomplished anything. It is a very deep compelling and dark hole. Am I the only one who feels this way?
Remember where you were in 2002? Then think about where you are now, I mean with social media. In 2002, there was no Facebook. Twitter was something the birds did and a link was for a bracelet or a handcuff. Recently someone sent me a request for something called Tubely. Oh dear lord. I politely send a message back that I had all I could handle with FB and LI. Seriously do we need anything else?
In prison there are so few choices. A professor friend of mine told me that a free person makes about 6,000 decisions a day. 6,000! What time to get up, what to eat, what to wear, where to go, when to go, what to do. The list is endless. He said the average inmate makes about 600 decisions a day. I believe it. I will never forget the restrictions. That is why it is so very difficult to readjust to society upon release. The light at the end of the tunnel (release) becomes the light of a blinding oncoming rocket launcher. It can be terrifying.
I’d love to hear that I am not the only one having challenges with all this social media. It would make me feel slightly better about my very slow trek up the social media mountain. And I could share it with newly released inmates who really feel intimidated. I’ve said before, it’s like being in a cave and suddenly being shoved into the light. It’s blinding.
Normally, I have something uplifting to say in my blog. Today I feel like I’m venting. I really love the miracle of Facebook. I’m connecting with people from high school I haven’t seen since 1963!! That is amazing and fun and, yes, a miracle. But I’m still venting because I feel like I’m so far behind. Would somebody please tell me a story to weave away the intimidation of it all? I’d be so grateful.