All These Talking Supermen

"All these talking supermen just take away my time,
Just to get it away." -Counting Crows

Unfortunately my time isn't actually being stolen by talking supermen. It is however being stolen in a manner of speaking by small, petty things that occupy my mind at all times, by tempting yet mind-numbing distractions. By...facebook! There, it's out! I said it.:) Aside from the actual communication, (and sorry no, but actual communication doesn't mean I "like" your status or write "haha" or something equally eloquent under your photo.:), that goes on between family and friends there is nothing that I really need to do on Facebook. I have often thought (usually rather indulgently because I love it so) that it is one of the greatest time wasters out there. Maybe I feel toward facebook like some people feel toward their relatives: I love Facebook but you know, try as I might, sometimes I don't... *long hesitation as though admitting something shameful and unthinkable*...well, I don't...like it very much. *Shrugs apologetically*

So, just as I would with anything that I felt was exerting too much control over my thoughts and willpower, (Please note that in no way does this include chocolate or coffee), I am going to limit my access to it. It's important. My thoughts need to be elsewhere, my mind needs to be on whatever activity I may be engaged in, rather than wondering idly if anyone wrote "LOL" under my profile picture. No one actually ever has but with my taste in clothing, it's a possibility...:)

So my grand plan is to deactivate my account on weekdays and activate it on weekends but I will be available by email, texting, here on my blog, and for parties as well.;)

I think that we live in the "age of communication". We have MSN, email, Facebook, Myspace, forums for every topic imaginable and yet I think people say less to each other than they ever have before. We barely scrape the surface. We are satisfied with less. We read someone's status and decide we have a deep, intimate knowledge of who and how they are.

Yes, I'm old fashioned but I miss letter writing.:) Opening the mailbox and seeing a big, fat envelope filled with pages of scrawled information on it. Some of my best friends and I first communicated like that...actually Per and I spent years communicating like that after we first met.:) It was lovely. You can get to know people through letters. When what they write isn't written because they think that 100 other people will be reading it.

Just thought I would try to offer an explanation for my on and off, love-hate relationship with Facebook. So send me a message or write me a letter for heaven's sake!!:) I can't wait to hear from you.

Love, C.