For some time I have been not on Facebook. Oh not that shelf which always gets untidy no matter how many times its cleaned. Or baby pulling me yet again to match all the red sandals with the black ones ( I also need to buy more shoes) Also wedding photos don't scare bore bother me anymore. Its like once you have had enough of chocolate cake you know you gotta take care of the love handles. (can this qualify as a metaphor?)
Facebook,takes me to memories which are just like.... 2 yrs old. You know when you are just married or 3 years ago when you are single or 4 years ago when you are single and annoyed and look desperately at wedding pics of others and getbored bothered scared. Those uncertain times when your bank balance is not balanced, your love life doesn't feel loved enough and your hormones become very harmful ( cheesy! ).The only comforting factor is to open the book of your life to the face of the world i.e Facebook.(turumpumtish!)
But after a lot of tags and detags life wants a detox. The phase of finding proxy sites for FB ceases when you know it doesn't matter who broke up with whom, whose relationship became complicated because you still haven't gotten over the fact that you wont get an appraisal this year. Life simply becomes a rut or a phase which you want to end or reach somewhere ,mostly marriage or a promotion. Suddenly there is no time to take interest in your classmate's life coz you don't even know what is happening in your brother's life.
Ofcourse we are happy. Happiness doesn't necessarily mean being on FB. Just a different rut and a different phase.
Facebook,takes me to memories which are just like.... 2 yrs old. You know when you are just married or 3 years ago when you are single or 4 years ago when you are single and annoyed and look desperately at wedding pics of others and get
But after a lot of tags and detags life wants a detox. The phase of finding proxy sites for FB ceases when you know it doesn't matter who broke up with whom, whose relationship became complicated because you still haven't gotten over the fact that you wont get an appraisal this year. Life simply becomes a rut or a phase which you want to end or reach somewhere ,mostly marriage or a promotion. Suddenly there is no time to take interest in your classmate's life coz you don't even know what is happening in your brother's life.
Ofcourse we are happy. Happiness doesn't necessarily mean being on FB. Just a different rut and a different phase.
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