The time has come. I’ve ignored it, reconsidered it, dreaded it, and prepared for it. Now I’m ready to stop talking about it.
To be clear, I’m not trying to start a revolution against the Internet. The Internet is great. I love the Internet. Thank God For The Internet.
I’ve just always wanted to unplug and let the weight of the silence move me to something. Maybe it sounds silly, maybe it will just move me to the couch to lie in despair with a box of Oreos, but at least it will be something new.
Am I already annoyed I’ll have to use an actual cookbook? Yes. Do I worry that on June 1st, I’ll log on and everyone will be talking in straight acronyms? Sort of. Mostly I’ll just miss you. I’ll miss the daily affirmation that we’re all here together; sharing our stories, laughing about postpartum poos, figuring out if it’s normal to blow your nose in the shower.
I will admit that at times I’ve looked forward to May; a hiatus from social networking and the daily fear that I’m the girl at the party still talking about herself. No one wants to be that girl.
Also, let’s not forget that it’s just a month. No need to be too dramatic (I’m talking to myself).
Go one month without using the Internet.
I will miss something awesome on The Facebook, Pinterest, Twitter, or Instagram.
My brain will explode from unrelenting curiosity about what you are doing.
I will have to walk to the library to find out how to make buttermilk (and other things I always forget) instead of use The Google.
I will lose my connections.
I will lose my readers.
I will turn into one of those people who wrinkle up their nose and say, “What’s a Beiber?”
See you in June.
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