I wasn’t even a member for a year. It’s gone. I have no regrets. The idea was cute yet disturbing. Post photos of your life like an instant telegram/photograph.
No one needs to see everything you do. Really. They don’t. But that organic chai latte with a paleo gluten free blueberry ‘scone’ you took a photo of with some random ‘filter’ effect at starbucks ‘check in’ looks much better than my peanut butter toast I just ate in the truck on the way to work. We are obsessed with making other people feel jealous of what insignificant item/event we have going on.
Well Dana, why are you blogging then? I enjoy writing. I’m not a well known author, yet I know the difference between your/you’re. So I have a leg up on the competition. My area of the world is about nothing in particular. Just being a human trying to raise small humans, getting exercise, reading, and not destroying the world.
Our society/world is obsessed with reality shows, pinterest, facebook, starbucks… etc. I have quit facebook right before my birthday one year. It was nice not to have all the notifications that people were reminded by a website calendar to tell me happy birthday. Real people text, called, even sent me birthday cards. Was I demanding all of this? No. It was still nice though…. Man, I really jumped off the topic train and headed right into ADHDville.
Anyway, I let go of instagram because it was a time suck. It’s a little (lot) boring to me. And the point of it is to say something cute or snarky to add more followers. For what? World domination? Nah, I’ll save that for the Kardashians.