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Truth be told, Twitter, the reason I haven’t officially deactivated my account is because I can’t remember my password. ‘Twas 8 years ago ? hmmm. maybe it was 7 ?? anyways, at the time, my secret code was not written down and placed in a secure spot, so now … poof. It’s Gone. And since I don’t want to go through the rigamarole of asking you for a new one, I figure, eh, I’ll just hide out, ooooooh, maybe 6 months or so until you forget about me.
I giggle when the notifications arrive, though.
reminding me of what I’m missing and the people I may or may not be offending. Just so ya know, T, you’re not alone, as Facebook and Instagram have sent me similar !! please come back !! notes. And yep, even though I sometimes miss the real life, human being connection with the good souls of this world, I can’t see me ever returning. Nope. ‘Cause I’m honest to goodness, genuinely happy with my here and now.
ahhhh.
It’s quiet, uncomplicated, a weight, lifted. Just me, my words and the niceys who check in every day. I’ve never felt so freeeeeeeee !! and dare I say, leaving is the best decision I’ve ever made.
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& just because I love googling the significance of certain numbers popping into my life …
uh-huh
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I’m waaaay ok if those notifications stop today, Twitter.
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