I’m tired.
Tired of being afraid, of being told that I cannot do this
or cannot share this.
Tired of the stalkers that creep up and over my timeline
who make it their mission to instill fear in my heart.
Tired of worrying if everything I say or anything I do can be used against me either in a conversation or a court of law. Continue reading “Standing tall #Poetry”
The time was 8:37 p.m.
I remember it so clearly, almost as if someone announced it over the foghorn in a crowded room. 8:37 p.m.
Just a minute earlier, it had occurred to me that I must undertake this challenge. I’d read about it, toyed with the idea, wondered if I could actually do it and decided that plunging right in was the only way to really find out.
And so began my 24-hour challenge: The aim was to go for 24 hours without access to the Internet.
Having online friends is no longer considered the resort of the lonely introvert with no social life who looks up people to chat with on a cold, Saturday night. Virtual friendship is a very real and somewhat interesting paradigm that has crept into our social fabric today. Yet, it’s also one of the most fragile things in existence today and I’ll tell you why.
In November last year, I noticed that I had over 1000 friends on Facebook and that over 180 of those were bloggers. More than 300 were people I had met on Facebook. 200 more were acquaintances I had known briefly either through my work or my life.
