I never wanted to be one of those people who says they don’t have time for social media. Not least because I have spent my professional life telling people – oh, but you do have time for social media! And it’s not so much that I don’t have time. I could make time, and I do where I can. I sometimes spend my commute catching up on Twitter or writing blog posts (case in point, I’m writing this post on the train). I also usually find myself checking Facebook in the evening, after dinner.
There is time and I make it where I can. But even where I make time, I don’t always have the head for it. After an early morning, a commute, a full day at work, cooking dinner and getting ready for work the next day – my brain can’t really handle any thing more complex than the thought of going to bed. I find myself of an evening, scrolling through my various news feeds, only to realise that my head is somewhere else and I haven’t actually read anything. At the end of the day, Twitter and Facebook are just a bit too overwhelming. When my brain has spent all day processing and juggling various bits of information, the last thing it wants is to be bombarded with more information.
I like to drink Yogi tea. Mainly because of the little zen sayings that they put on the teabag tags. These nuggets of wisdom are kind of like tweets – only more calming. As I was reading a tag the other day, the thought crossed my mind that maybe I’d get more out of Twitter if I just received the odd tweet here and there – on the teabag tags during my tea breaks, on a napkin when I eat my lunch, on a sign post as I take my afternoon walk, spray painted on a fence seen from the train window (my favourite piece of train ride graffiti is the ‘It was all a dream’ outside Rotterdam Centraal).
I think my brain could just about manage that.