I am terrified of this social media thing.
These two words make me withdraw deep into my shell.
It is a scary dark maze.
I tried to avoid it, like the plague.
It is my arch enemy.
So now you ask me to :
Jump in
Make friends
Post videos
Post info
Become the influencer
Open up my mind to the world
Step into the future
SHARE.
I see tentacles reaching for me.
I run.
I hide.
Seriously, my first post is of me in my nightgown (forgot I was wearing it)
with a big white door behind me, puzzling if I should look up or down.
Am I alone in this maze dilemma?.
Jeepers creepers.
Be brave you say.
Slay the monster.
Overcome.........the.........fear.
The world heads that way.
Lead.
Follow.
BECOME SOCIAL.
OH MY HEART.
Young, old and in-between suddenly need to wear contacts and eyeglasses.
Are we evolving or devolving.
It is a matter of opinion.
I'm 'gettin' it though.
After all, one has to be :
SOCIAL.
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Novel Allen
You can only become truly accomplished at something you love. (Maya Angelou). Genuine accomplishment is not about financial gain, but about dedicating oneself to activities that bring joy and fulfillment.
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