Goodbye to Facebook

As I closed my eyes last night to sleep, I saw in my head Facebook.

I do believe that seeing things in your head as you fall asleep is a sign of addiction. I probably dreamed about facebook. I'm not sure. Whatever the case, I decided it was high time for a break from the old blue and white.

As I was sitting and thinking earlier today ("I prefer sitting and thinking best" -Bilbo Baggins), I realized what a terrible thing it would be if, while on my death bed, I close my eyes for the last time to reminisce over my life, and the first thing to pop up in my head would be "Facebook- Three new notifications." No reliving the feeling of riding a bike for the first time, or getting my driver's license, or getting an A on Mr. Nuce's English paper. No, none of those moments. My thoughts, because they have been trained to do so, always float over to whatever I spend most of my time doing-- facebook. And it will be facebook no longer.

I will keep this up for a week to see how I do. If I go into withdrawal, well... I might get back on for a good fifteen minutes a day or so. Maybe more, maybe less.

If you feel like you will miss my facebook friendship, don't despair! We could email it up at lilmister25@yahoo.com

Or, if you prefer talking "face to face", add me on skype at hello.humbug.


Or if you actually want to act like civilized people and actually talk to me, you know where I live.

Just think... all that extra time.. I might write a book.