Last week I was fortunate enough to realize what I wanted to do while I was still in the position to do it. You know what I am talking about, but it usually occurs to you (and me) when thinking about it later. Usually I am in the car and regretting not taking action or not having said something and I tell myself that next time I will think of it while still in the moment. Last week, as I said, I thought of it while still in that moment and decided to take thirty seconds to see it through. Now, I can’t be too proud of myself. Partly because, as I mentioned, it was no real effort to execute, and partly because I had already thought about doing it a few times.
Last week is just the time that I did it. I deleted my mySpace account. And you know what? It felt really good. I never really used it and when I did it was to talk to people I have real relationships with anyway. You know, email, phone calls and interaction over coffee. And for those few that didn’t fall into that first category, it was with people I haven’t talked to in years or friends of friends and the only exchanges are to tell me they got a new cat or to wish me Happy Holidays or other useless pleasantries. These messages would prompt an email calling me back to mySpace thinking it was something worthwhile only to be disappointed. So, I finally decided to pull out.
I am now no longer part of the problem. Well, that problem anyways. You won’t see me there and I won’t see you there. And now I can complain about stupidity and uselessness without hypocrisy.
It is now your space and your problem.
Tags: social non-networking, uselessness
