Well, it’s been almost two weeks since I declared myself social media free. All apps deleted. Accounts logged out of on computers. Offically memeless. Nothing but a good old text message to keep me in the loop. And while the two weeks seems like a hot second, it feels like it’s been ten years since I’ve double tapped. I took the break for personal reasons, but learned more than a major hack to save battery.
The first thing I realized is that when you unplug and socially go off the grid, you’re more sensitive to how much time other people spend on their phones. While at the beach with my fab friends, I think I said “disconnect to reconnect” more times than I made a Bitch Bible reference. I was looking to my friends for special moments and memories where I would normally look to Snapchat. Truly revolutionary. I feel like a completely new person. Call me Jordan 2.0.
But the hardest part of all of this is that social media is more than a time-passer to me. It’s a creative outlet for me for both visual and literary purposes. Committing to not blogging made me want to write more, not posting made me want to share more, but it was important for me to detach and reconnect with other things in my life that I love.
Today I rejoin what brings me more joy than a Friends marathon. Redownload. Mega-stalk. Mega-share. And what says return to social media like a weekend getaway to NYC with one of my favorite photographers and her kickass college roommates.
I’ve got a whole lot of scrolling to do. It’s good to be home.
Stuck in my head: Cold Little Heart // Micheal Kiwanuka
Snap it: Rehoboth Beach