If I don't contribute to the online conversation, do you forget me? I don't find facebook interesting anymore, apart from the voyerism of enjoying other people's interaction. I want to be better at the internet, and find it a fulfilling place, but you cannot use it as a substitute. It has got to be a complement (with an E) with real world interactions that already make you happy, and will therefore make others who care for you happy. Is social media just the place we go when we have a thought but don't know who to tell it to? I don't think so. It reminds me of my "Be Brave. Live." post in which I talked about letting your thoughts be witnessed. #MLIA
That wasn't supposed to sound as vague as it did. I honestly thought "who cares if I post 'having fun isn't hard if you've got a library card"' "am I just searching for likes?" the last time I wanted to post a facebook status. Is this what it means to be an adult: to doubt? I believe I have stepped outside of "bear nature" (bonus points if you get that His Dark Materials reference.
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