The longer I'm off social media, the more I realize I was using it as a numbing strategy, and as a form of fake work. It filled my day with tasks I didn't really need to do in the first place. The buying of Instagram-advertised mugs or Twitter-recommended teas. I no longer feel obligated to regularly Canva-design posts and upload them strategically. Being on social media somehow made it easier to justify other tasks that are (for me) forms of fake work (that is, writing-avoidance) -- folding laundry, going to the dump, buying plants, shopping for pillows. In my writing shed with my own thoughts, away from the internet, all that's left is time to write. Oh, right. The thing I have been wanting to spend my time doing in the first place. Why was I shopping for pillows?
What kind of stories do you want to tell?
What kind of stories do you want to tell?
What kind of stories do you want to tell?
The longer I'm off social media, the more I realize I was using it as a numbing strategy, and as a form of fake work. It filled my day with tasks I didn't really need to do in the first place. The buying of Instagram-advertised mugs or Twitter-recommended teas. I no longer feel obligated to regularly Canva-design posts and upload them strategically. Being on social media somehow made it easier to justify other tasks that are (for me) forms of fake work (that is, writing-avoidance) -- folding laundry, going to the dump, buying plants, shopping for pillows. In my writing shed with my own thoughts, away from the internet, all that's left is time to write. Oh, right. The thing I have been wanting to spend my time doing in the first place. Why was I shopping for pillows?