Interrupted

My Life Thus Far
2015-11-16 07:31:55 (UTC)

When It Permeates Your Dreams

I did something I never really thought I'd do. In fact, it's something I'm fairly certain I told myself I never would and didn't need to consider doing... I left Facebook and Instagram. Not permanently, but for awhile. I'll let my heart be my guide (as far as how long I need to abstain). Since the attacks on Paris and my apparently inflammatory truth about the state of the world right now, Facebook hasn't been a fun place. It's been a hostile place, where everyone feels the need to assert their opinions whether they're based in fact or not. Whether they're pure emotion or legitimate points. It doesn't matter. Everyone has an opinion and everyone is equally certain they're right. There aren't any fun posts, just political stuff. The entire point of social media is to reap some sort of benefit from it. Whether it be socializing, equal exchange of information, keeping touch with friends and family. What have you. I didn't feel like I was getting anything like that out of Facebook yesterday or today. Instagram is basically just the filter medium I use to edit memes and pictures I want to update to Facebook. I can live without it, too.

It's been 3 hours since I uninstalled the apps from my phone, and I can't say I'm missing out. Usually if I put my phone down for even a few moments, I end up coming back to dozens of notifications. I'm constantly being tagged in things, messaged, poked, invited to play games. It's encompassing too much of my time. I think my phone has vibrated twice in the 3 hours since I left social media. Two emails. One from pinterest (which I unsubscribed to. I don't even use pinterest) and Barnes and Noble. That's it. It feels great to unplug. Maybe after a few days I won't feel quite so burned out and over stimulated. Or weeks I still need to see how this new change is going to affect my life over the long term. I have a sneaky suspicion that I'm going to all of a sudden realize I have more time on my hands.

I slept like absolute bullshit last night. I didn't sleep well the night before, either. So I thought I would, but I didn't. I stayed up until about 1:30am. I took two hits off my Juju joint just to help me drift off, and it worked. Only it didn't help me stay asleep for too long. Snookums got up at 4am to get ready for work, and turned the fan off. Normally I'm cold, but because our bedclothes and my pajama choice is directly correlated to Snookums desire to have the fan on year round I got hot. So, that woke me up around 4:30am. I didn't fall asleep again until a little after 6am, then I woke up every 20 minutes or so because I was worried about oversleeping. I dreamed about Facebook. Which is kind of part of why I want to take a break, too. When it permeates your dreams, it's time to react.

I'm very excited to wake up in the morning to zero notifications (instead of 47 or something crazy like usual), and I'm very grateful for the ability to sleep in tomorrow morning. I desperately need some good, long uninterrupted sleep.




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