I’m having a change of mind. I may be having a change of heart but it takes a bit longer. This change of mind is in testing phase and my heart rarely gets totally involved with my mind unmade. For all recent history, skepticism dominated my perspective on social media. I’ve agreed with many that it fosters shallow, disconnected, voyeuristic communication. It’s lazy. Too easy to sit glassy eyed, surfing and commenting to be funny or interesting. Too possible to replace real and risky with safe and anonymous, even secret. I can watch the offerings of another supposed life and never be noticed by them, somehow, mysteriously included but never drawn in.
It’s like porn.
