Don’t Mind If I Do (or don’t)
In case I haven’t mentioned my departure from social media a gazillion times …
(a gazillion + 1, actually)
don’t mind me.
I just enjoy bringing this accomplishment to light when someone I know frustratingly vents to me about the happenings within that realm.
& whew, I reply
Sooooooooo happy I don’t live there anymore.
& don’t mind me, as I remind …
cause it’s a pretty big deal, this stepping away from a follow the crowd vortex.
It’s a tremendous release of a burden I hadn’t realized I was carrying,
a quieting of the noise,
a delightful ahhhhhh to my vibe.
And if you, dear. patient. soul. have hung around these parts for a while, you have heard me obsess about other things,
like steps, for instance,
& how I ADORE getting them,
counting them,
LIVING them.
& I do.
I still very much do.
But here’s the thing. I became so entranced with the number,
the number,
THE NUMBER
that when life handed me a sidetrack,
and those numbers didn’t add up so doggone easily anymore
it became more about the grr-s and er-s and ugh-s of missing those daily ! quotas !
as I promised myself,
over and over,
tomorrow, tomorrow,
I’ll get back to biz TOMORROW.
& when tomorrow came and went ??
so with big apologies to
’cause they really are an amazing cause,
I let go.
I deleted their awesome app.
& put the decision to walk totally and completely on me
so don’t mind me, as I quote my most recent quote …
It’s a tremendous release of a burden I hadn’t realized I was carrying,
a quieting of the noise,
a delightful ahhhhhh to my vibe.
& nothing personal, technology, but without, oftentimes,
I’d rather be.
ahhhhhhh ….
♥