Facebook changed me. While I’ve never been particularly good at keeping my thoughts to myself, Facebook made it acceptable, even admirable, to post every waking thought one has. But the false sense of friendship that embodies the concept of Facebook, aka Fakebook, proved to be too depressing for my gentle soul. I had to give it up. But I couldn’t let go of the verbal diarrhea. So here I am, all my thoughts for all to see. Maybe not ALL my thoughts, but all the great ones. Or some of the great ones. A few of the great ones.
A lucky day for the world!